The Principal's Tower, Monday Morning

When Zoe woke up, it didn't seem strange for her to be in her own bed in the tower, nor did it seem strange to have John beside her. What did seem strange was the passing thought of whether or not John might still have cooties, before she fully woke up and nearly bolted upright, swearing soundly.

[For anyone who might have spent the night in the tower. *g*]