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In this au curses don't exist. Only monkeys. The school is normal. I hope you like it! 
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The sun slowly crept over the horizon, waving a temporary goodbye to the moon as it ascended upwards. The moon sadly waved back as descended downwards into the deep depths of the unseen world.

The birds came out of hiding, singing their respective routinely songs. The crickets hopping around in the grass, briefly souring through the air. Chirping to their heart's content. And through it all, the harmonious sounds of morning. The was a loud ear piercing sound, a sound that stopped all for a mili-second. Before something put a stop to it. And that thing was a hand. Once it stopped, everything resumed.

That loud noise came from an alarm clock. One that specifically read . 4:25 . Long dark chocolate pigmented eyelashes fluttered open, revealing eyes that ranged from thistle, to dark purple. The purple pigmented eyes looked over to the alarm clock, before a pair of slightly large hands so silky that they could rival the silky sheets, shoved a warm and silky fabric off the body of the purple eyes.

The purple eyed figure rose up out of the comforts of the soft plush mattress. The purple eyed figure slumped, before they yawned, rubbing their beautiful purple eyes. They got up out of their mystical looking canopy bed , which was decorated with a violet, partially see through tied back curtains. The frames seemed to be made of willow branches, with bright violet flowers scattered across the canopy to match.

The figure in one smooth motion, swung their legs out, leaped out of bed, causing it to creak from the sudden motion, bend down to stretch. They then proceeded to pop their back, neck, ankles, and knuckles. Before they then turned around, bent over, and neatly folded their bed. After they finished putting away 15 pillows, the purple eyed figure slipped on some bright pink bunny slippers. They walked towards the dimly lit bathroom. They slowly stepped onto the cold bathroom floor. The floor was as cold as ice, but the figure didn't even flinch.

The warm slippers protected Their feet. The purple eyed figure grabbed a wool towel, and a small cloth. They left their slippers at the door of connected room(which connected to the bathroom). They put the towel, and cloth down on the rack, before they started to undress. Taking their hair out of their bonnet, it was in a loopy bun type protective hairstyle. They hopped in the shower and washed up. Feeling the boiling water pouring down onto their skin, like heavy rainfall.

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By the time they had finished the nice warm soothing shower, (and brushed their teeth) it was already . 4:58 . The purple eyed figure rushed to dry off and get clothes. Ignoring the cold feeling as they walked on the bathroom floor, as it sent chills down their spine. They speed walked to their closest, (with a towel wrapped around their body) the purple eyed figure dried off. And then they swung open the closet door with haste and urgency. Picking out a premade outfit. Which consisted of, jean cargo pants, a white skin tight shirt, a slightly oversized jean jacket, and a locket necklace, that contained two pictures. One picture had two, the other had one brother on it.

As soon as they put the outfit on, the ran back into the bathroom. But not before checking the time, which revealed it was . 5:02 . Once they made it back into the bathroom, they stood in front of the mirror. The purple eyed figure had dark chocolate pigmented hair, that was still damp, the hair was about upper back length. Partially covering their extremely pale, almost white face. They a soft, almost feminine like facial structure and features. Light freckles adorned their faces, but they were heavily over shadowed by the tattoo like marking on the bridge of their nose. If looked at it in the light, you would see deep mahogany beaming through it. They tilted their head downward and gently tugged open a drawer. They then in a not as gentle way, pulled out a blow dryer.

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