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Ugh. Mornings are annoying as fuck.
I squinted my eyes and looked at the clock on my bedside table. 12:34
Reasonable time. Do I have to get up? Oh fuck the uniform thing.
I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. I grabbed a towel and took a shower, brushed my teeth, did my business. After I put on, mascara, black eye pencil and a little warm pink lipstick. I let my hair sit in its natural state: wavy layers.
After I was done I walked to my walk in closet in my towel since I didn't bring clothes. I grabbed some underwear, a matching bra and some random fit.
A fitted brown leather jacket, a white top and low waisted dark blue washed, straight leg jeans. I put on some jewelry, a scarf and my black healed boots. I then walked towards the garage.
I opened the door and looked for my car of the day. I look at the key display and let my phone pick a random number.
27
I grab the Porsche keys and get in the silver 918 spider. I drive into town and go to where I should go. The mall.
It took a couple minutes for me to find it. The shop was not that big but looked expensive from the outside. I pushed the door open and looked around. It looked really nice but still felt cozy.
There where golden things everywhere and dark brown furniture. The walls where cladded in a beige color and from the ceiling there hang chandeliers.
"Miss McQueen?" A women in her mid 40s asked me. I gave her a smile and a nod. -
After the fitting was done she told to me that she would be done in 3 hours, that gave me time to walk around the mall.
I walked into some stores but just ended up buying a lighter. After a half an hour of looking around I got bored. Well let's test that lighter than.
I walked outside of the mall and lighted a cigarette. I started taking the vaguely familiar surroundings in. I looked to my left and saw this bakery café or whatever. I took another look at it while inhaling. I see the word coffee on the store. I don't want coffee but a coke on the other hand? What's stopping me?
After I was done with my cigarette I walked towards the store. Millie's baking- café.
As I walked inside the door bell chimed and the sweet smell of cookies slithered up my nose. I smiled.
I walked towards the register and just as I did a woman in her I think 60s appeared behind it.
She smiled, "What can I get you?" I ordered my coke,"isn't there anything else you would?" She pointed towards the cookies next to her. I grinned. God I love cookies.
"Yes, can I have 2 chocolate chips and one m&m?" I spoke still grinning.
She smiled to her self, like knew something and nodded. She started assembling my cookies. "Did you just move here..?" "Estella and yes. How did you know?" "Beautiful name and I would say I know most kids in town." She smiled again.
