Uh oh

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A/N italics is thoughts, messages or phone calls, and descriptions of things

*annoying iPhone alarm*
I open my eyes.

What the hell? Where am I?

I muster enough energy to finally get up. I turn off the alarm.
I look up at my clock and read

05:01 AM

CRAP.
I have school in two hours.
I suddenly remember something. I turn back to face my computer. Just what I didn't want to happen. I didn't send the video to Tommy. After he forgave me, I let him down again.

That empty feeling started taking over my body
once again. I stumbled back to my bed, took a few breaths and turned on my phone.

8 notifications from 2 apps

I opened up messages and opened the 2 messages Thomas sent me.

Thomas Boss

01:34 What the hell y/n
01:34 Where is the video? It should have been done by now!
Read 05:03

05:04 I am so sorry Thomas. I passed out and I just woke up. I'll send it right away.
Delivered 05:04

I quickly open the word clock and see it's 12:45 AM in England. Great.

I email the video to Thomas. I usually publish the video but I'm not sure I should do it now.

I am so fired. Anyway, I don't have much time I should get ready for school.

*fast forward 45 minutes later*

I bust open my bathroom door and run down. It's really hard to walk in these stupid shoes and tight skirt.

In India we don't get to wear what we want, we wear uniforms. And these uniforms are sexist as hell. I mean this is what I'm wearing

 I mean this is what I'm wearing

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It's ugly and uncomfortable.

I don't have time to complain. I run downstairs trying not to trip over.

My father is just sitting there with his tea and paper, while my mother always handles everything.

"Oh, y/n good morning!"
"Good morning mama," I say as I walk into the kitchen
"Need any help?"
"Yes. Give this to your father and brush Anya's (your 7-year-old sister) hair."

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