next morning

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That's my girl! — The alarm rang, slowly pulling Jennie out of dreamland. She flipped her head, trying to scape the music she once loved but was starting to hate. — Who's been working so damn hard? You got that head on overload? Got yourself this— Before Ally could finish her part, Jennie's hand finally moved on it's on and turned the alarm off.

Using all of her strenght, she took the device on her hands and lift her face off the pillow to check the time. It was 06:00 am, her usual time to wake up, but she still snorted out loud, annoyed the day had finally rissed. It also didn't help that her memories started to sink in and she remembered that she had a test to make on the first class. It wasn't the only one today, but it was her hardest subject and it was the one she was supost to study for yesterday and didn't do so because of Jisoo. She could've done so when she got back home, but then...

Oh my god. 

She got up in a burst, frantically shearching for the tab that would tell her if all of it was just a bad dream she could bury in the back of her mind and forget it ever existed, of if that sequence of moments had really happened. She was, obviously, cheering for the first, but has it usually went for her, life went on the opposite direction of her wishes.

A simple fuck was all that passed through her mind when she saw what looked like her stepmother's dick, cumming on a loop on her screen. In a second, she was wide awake. Her entire body was, even the parts she wished were on a deep sleep. 

That's my girl! — The alarm went off again, the numbers flashed on the screen letting her know she had stared at that very graphic video for 10 minutes. The sign that pulsed to the rhythm of  Fifth Harmony's single reminded her of her real life: college, the exams, her responsibilities.

She didn't had time for this, she still had to try and get some study before taking that test, and if she hurried, she could make it to the campus with half an hour with the library to herself. It was time to stop daydreaming and figure out how to do everything in time to get her a few minutes to prepare for the exam.

Trying to keep her blood circulating through her brain and not the other parts that begged for attention, Jennie kicked of the white blanket and got out of bed. It was immediately cold, wich she was thankful for for the first time in forever, since it helped controling her blood flow and her focus was on putting on clothes instead of taking them off. She jumped to her tightest pair of jeans to help keeping her body heat, putting on a random bra and a warm jacket over her black sweather. She didn't wanted to spend a lot of time getting ready, so she just put on a basic makeup just to hide the sleepless hours and got her things into her usual side bag.

Her next mission was to leave her bedroom (and the house) without alarming anyone of her housemates. It should be easy enough to avoid her mother, since she always sleept until 08:00 am or, on the rarest of occasions, left at 06:00 am to put down a fire at the office. She hadn't heard her mother leave when she woke up, so she was probably in a snory sleep that would keep her ocuppied for the next hours. The real problem was going to be avoinding Lisa, since the woman always woke up at 05:30 am to go to the gym returning exactly one hour later, wich acording to Jennie's watch, was right about now.

It doesn't matter, Jennie thought, trying to give herself the corage to open the door. She was drinking last night, she won't be up at fucking 5 am to work out, and even if she does, I doubt she will remember what happened or want to talk about it.

Focusing only in the exam she had to take, Jennie forced herself outside her bedroom with her backpack on the shoulders and her shoes in one hand. While walking barefoot meant she would have to spend more time in the common areas to put on her sneackers, it also meant she could walk faster without making a lot of noise, and that was essential to leave the house unnoticed like she had done so many times. 

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