~Stu(dying)~

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POV: Sarah

Could this day get any worse? I've been trying to figure out the math formulas for an hour, I have to write four assignements and on top of that I am going to move to a new country in a week. A week?! We've already moved multiple cities in order to find   a place where my parents feel the most comfortable, so far wihout any result. "Sis, are you coming? We need your help with moving the boxes.", told me my older brother. "I can't. I need to study and complete the assignements.", I replied. He shrugged and turned around to leave my room. "We are going to move anyway, so why waste your energy on schoolwork? Mum is too busy with us moving contries, to even notice that you didn't do your homework. "I will still get a grade on this and I don't want to fail", I explained. All of this stuff isn't new and still, it manages to be tirying. I yawned and closed the textbook, so that I could at least organise my day for tomorrwo.

To-do-list
-study
-complete six missing assignements
-do homework

Looking at my to-do-lists, I seem pretty productive and organised but the reality is mostly the opposite of that. As soon as I reach home after school, I realise how exhausted I truly am and end up falling asleep on my bed. That's how these little assignements gather up to an entire mountain of work and I keep on waiting every day to finish my homework. Firmly speaking, for departing in almost a week, I haven't peacked anything. The only thing I packed is a luggage filled with clothes, books and my headphones, that's it. Not that I wouldn't like to take my other belongings with me, but since we are moving in a tinier appartement than this one, we don't have much space for a big closet and a huge bed. We are moving to New York,
where most of my ancestors lived and not to mention that I'll be going to school there. My school life has never been sparkling, I don't talk much and in the lessons I tend to get distracted by the birds outside the window or by drawing random stuff in my notebook that has nothing to do with the subject.

After dinner, I went into my room and scrolled through social media and discovered a very interesting blog.
LenAa_606
A girl with long, brwon hair posed in front of a shopping center and held a cigarette in her right hand. The location is in New York and she seems to be pretty popular because of her one million follower. Below the post, appeared tons of comments like: "I wish I was like you", "so pretty", "are you still single?"

POV:Lena

Just the usual comments. Sometimes I don't know if I should quit or not but my monthly income always persuades me to keep going. "No, I am taken by the food", I replied to the comment of a pervert. That's right, I love food, especially sushi. The fisrt time I went to an all-you-can-eat for suhi, I ordered so much because of my huge love for sushi that I completely forgot there was food left that still had to be brought to our table. But really. Food is my life. Besides food, I also love dacing. I dance hip-hop since I was five years old and I quit modern dance two years ago because I started being pretty busy due to my blog.

*pling*

Who's that? Oh, a new follower. Nothing new.

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