Starting Off Wrong [𝐠𝐱𝐠]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲

TW: light mention of alcohol and drugs.

I rub my eyes awake as my legs hang off the bed. The sun shines the room up even though I'm still dead asleep.

I look across at Aurelia, asleep in her bed. Last night, eating supper with everyone was fun if not exhausting. I thought my nap refreshed me long enough to stay up, but as soon as we got back to the room, I fell right back into my bed.

She's laying on her back, the covers are up to her chin and if I look closely, I can see her mouth open partially taking quiet breathes.

My feet drag its way to the door on the far back wall on the bedroom. I push open the double French doors and my eyes open wide.

The bathroom is colossal, almost the size of the bedroom, with a separate shower and bathtub and a double sink. Nothing is on the counter of the sink which means Aurelia must be tidy. The towels hanging from the hooks are matching with the same red color.

Before going back to get my toothbrush and things, I stop in front of the mirror to look at myself. My hair doesn't look too bad, considering I was on a plane yesterday and went to bed twice. It's just a bit frizzy. My face, on the other hand, looks exhausted.

I rush back to the bedroom and gather up my things, including my toothbrush, hair brush, face wash, makeup and other toiletries.

During my shower, I think about my family. No one called me yet, although I doubt Odette would have anyhow. I haven't even received one text message. My mom did insist on me writing letters. She still likes the slow way of communication and is very strongly against email. She only uses it for work. Maybe she's waiting for a letter.

In that case, I should write one later. Whenever I have time. If I have time.

I dry myself off and walk to the sink to do my skincare routine along with my makeup.

Do boarding schools even allow makeup? How careless of me for not researching this. Just to be safe, I only put on some light makeup, enough to cover my dark circles, nothing too drastic. I skip the lipstick and eyeliner.

Before doing my hair, I slip into my uniform. The skirt isn't too short and actually feels fairly comfortable for an early morning. I fix the collar of the blazer feeling like a New York office junkie. So sophisticated.

I pick at my hair, wondering what I should do with it. I'm not used to the color at all. I usually curl my hair, but I'm not exactly sure if that would even look good.

Honestly, I'm surprised it's still black. I half thought it might wash out during my shower. Clearly not. I take my curling iron and start curling my hair. It might not look so good, but a routine is a routine.

After I finish getting ready, I step outside to see Aurelia still in bed, not that that's a problem. I understand I have a habit of waking up far more earlier than need be.