Rowan slowly and groggily opens her tired eyes forcefully.
"My child, what time did you go to bed?!" Rowan's mom asks angrily. Rowan slowly opens her mouth to answer her mother's question. Her mom cuts her off before she can get any sound out.
"Never mind, I don't want it know. Get up please. You have school in an hour an a half." Rowan's mom nods slightly, looks around and forms a smile with her lips. She turns around and walks out with the door closing softly behind her. Rowan gets up and of course gorans a little just so everyone in a serveral foot radius can hear her. Rowan has a little talent for letting others know how she feels just by one simple glance.
Rowan gets up with the fuzzy blue comforter rapped around her neck while forming a cape sort of shape behind her. Rowan drags the blanket to the other side of the room almost as if it is glued on and wont come off. She digs threw her drawers and searches for her most important article of clothing she owns (besides her cat onsie).
"Got'chu" Rowan says while slurring several different words together all at once. She holds up a black long sleeved shirt with Natsu Dragoneel, Happy, Lucy Heartfillia, Erza Scarlet, and Gray Fullubuster.
"My precious" Rowan whispers to herself.
"Flock to mama" Rowan whispers once again while not even noticing how strange she looked. Rowan lets the blanket drop to the ground, she takes off her long sleeved pink shirt and throws it on her floor.
Rowan's dark red autumn color hair hits her shoulder. She slips on her precious shirt and smirks. She turns around and looks back at her mirror the leans against the wall beside her dresser.
"Looking good R" she says to her self. She shifts her weight to her other foot and turns back around. She leans down and picks up her favorite pair of galaxy cat printed leggings. She smiles and takes her pants off quickly. She shimmies from side to side while sliding the skin tight pants on.
She smiles at her appearance quite happy with what she looks like. She cocks her head to the side and lifts up her eyebrow as if something isn't right.
"Hold up. What am I missing?" Rowan turns around in a few circles violently before realizing.
"My messy bun!" She yelps while jumping with her legs flailing wildly in the air. Rowan picks up the Vera Bradley printed rubber band and puts her long, red hair with a dark brunette twist in it on the tippy top of her head.
Rowan takes a brush and combs threw it while she spastically blows from the corner of her mouth to get the hair out of her face. Her hair dangles down in front of her. She reaches for another pattern of the Vera Bradley hair ties. Rowan twists her hair in a bun shape while standing in front of her long mirror that sits against the wall. She finishes and looks in the mirror. She smiles quite satisfied.
"Rowan!" Her mother shouts loudly from down stairs.
"Your toaster strudel is ready for the smothering of the icing." Rowan frowns while being kind of weirded out.
"Alrighty mom. Be there in a second" Rowan yells back as cheerfully as she could muster. She tilts her head and smiles. She grabs her black Jansport back pack and swings it over her shoulder. She grabs her phone from its charging area and slides it into the side of her pants where it's no longer visible. The cold metal touches the bare skin of her hip.
She looks around aimlessly. Rowan turns around and walks softly out of her room, she slips out quietly and barely shuts the door.
