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The next morning, Hannah's mind was hazy. The first thing she'd noticed, was that she had a killer headache; a result from her bizarre late night. The second thing Hannah had noticed, was the familiar voice of her mother sounding through her ears.


"Get your butts up little misses; it's 7 AM."


Naturally, Hannah merely snuggled further into her warm linen covers, with Allison still burrowed against her younger sister's side firmly. Hannah weakly pried her sleepy eyes open, and found herself already gazing into her sister's glassy eyes.


"Mom, can't me and Hannah stay home?" Allison suggested tiredly, and Hannah shivered in disgust at her sister's awful grammar.


"Hannah and I. Hannah and I, Allison," The sixteen-year-old corrected huskily, as she slowly sat up and frowned at her sister.


The third thing Hannah has realised that morning, were her parents' fond smiles as they watched their daughters wake. As cold climbed beneath her flimsy nightgown, Hannah swiftly retreated beneath her heated covers; burrowing her head beneath her large nest of sweetly scented pillows.


"Please, get up. I'll make you bacon, and tea?" Hannah's father bargained, when he'd noticed Victoria was seriously considering allowing her young daughters skip their first day of school.


She grinned tiredly, her body rising almost instantly, "Deal. I'm gonna take a shower and get dressed, but my bacon and tea better be ready," Hannah narrowed her hazel eyes playfully, "Make sure it's a lot of bacon!" she shouted instinctively, as her parents retreated from her bedroom.


"Whatever you want Hannah Bear!" Mr Argent called in return; his voice muffled through the heavy wooden door. Hannah found herself giggling, as Allison hoisted the willowy teenager out of the bed, tiredly scratching her dark hair.


Stumbling into the cold hallway, Hannah retrieved a warm, soft towel from the large linen cupboard, and headed off to the larger bathroom.


The tired brunette turned the shower on—the temperature sitting mildly between warm and hot, which is Hannah's ideal shower temperature. Hannah exhaled slowly and shivered in content as the warm water pounded across her bare back.


After washing her body of the sweet vanilla sugar body wash, Hannah abruptly stopped the water and carefully climbed out of the steamy, crystal lined compartment  in the bathroom. She pulled the royal purple fluffy towel off the rack, and starkly rubbed all the residue of water off her curvaceous body.


"Hannah! Hurry up in there!" Allison exclaimed sternly; knocking on the bathroom door, at the same time in which Hannah had wrapped the towel around her bare body, prying open the rosewood bathroom door.


Hannah sent her sister a sugary smile, as she absentmindedly padded into her bedroom. Closing her bedroom door thoroughly, Hannah held her towel closer to her body. Biting her lower lip thoughtfully, the young brunette rummaged around curiously in her closet.


Dropping her towel in a bundle of cotton at her feet, Hannah swiftly dressed into an identical pair of her favourite black lace panties and matching push up bra. Afterwards, Hannah precisely stepped in the centre of her maroon dress and tugged it over her slimly toned shoulders.  The ruffled hemline flowed deftly to her higher thigh (obviously revealing quite a lot of bare leg) in light rippling waves. Hannah also added a thin golden belt, emphasising her small waist, and a special golden locket around her neck.  Hannah carefully pushed her arms through the correct sleeves in a cropped black six-ply-cashmere cardigan; pushing the sleeves up to her elbows.

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