Elizabeth's POV CHAPTER 1

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"Liz, sweetie, wake up please," my dad says.

He gently shakes me. I groan in frustration and in exhaustion. I did NOT want to go to school today.

I yank the blankets back over my head, and I accidentally punch myself in the nose. I groan again. Despite his request plus me injuring myself, I try to go back to sleep.

My father, seeing this, decides that the sweet and gentle approach isn't going to work. He jerks the blankets off of my bed, exposing me in my pajamas.

"ELIZABETH CHANSON, YOU BETTER GET UP AND GET DRESSED NOW OR SO HELP ME!!!!" He screams like a general Sargent. I don't like it, but it had the effect he desired. I crawl out of bed with some difficulty.

I search for a cute outfit to wear to school. Digging around in my dresser, I find a short sleeved, ruffled camisole. Nah, too fancy. I continue to search for something when I come across a pink striped, long-sleeve shirt. Now this is cute! I complete the look with a pair of light skinny jeans, a pink scarf, and some light pink ballet flats. I know, that's a lot of pink! Now what to do to my hair? Hmm... I guess a messy bun will work. With my adorable beige purse in my hand, I sprint down the stairs. My dad is already waiting in the car.
"Took you long enough!" He exclaims. Rolling my eyes, I fasten my seat belt. Time to begin the journey to the dreadful place known as school.

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