My motivation shot back up after 2 days so I shall write again.
"Candice, time to wake up." a hand pulled the blanket of the sleeping girl. Candice blinked her dry eyes. She had been long awake, listening to the 'pitter-patter' of the light rain which had lasted for about 3 hours already.
"I'm wide awake." Candice brushed her brown-gold curls out of her view. She caught sight of a mirror in the bathroom and winced, looking away. When she was born, there had been all types of boys who liked her: nerds, so-called 'bad boys', and even once, a soft gay boy（not that she despised them - she just felt like he could find someone better) but all just for her looks - nothing about her inner personality. She grew hatred of the sight of her own self - a blank shell just for impressing boys.
*picture not mine but its a good wallpaper*
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"Get ready quick. You are meeting someone important." somewhere in Lila's monotonous voice caused Candice's curiosity to be piqued. Not that it was a good thing - curiosity was her besetting sin. She could attack you with thousands of questions。 "Who is this person?" Candice questioned.
"Someone important. Now get ready quickly." Lila's tone did not change. The thing Candice hated about Lila was that she always repeated what she said earlier.
