Co-Author Natalia
The brisk morning air filtered through my open window as the sun arose from its hiding.
As the birds woke up so did I.
I rose to my full 5'7 height and brushed my fingers through my short light brown hair while licking my parched pink lips and furiously blinking my icy blue eyes.
Once I was fully awake I started making my way to my violet bathroom.
I stared at my mirror for a while. My reflection staring right back. At least I'm not completely ugly. I thought to my self.
Boys around st. Katherine Academy had always said I was 'hot' but I just couldn't think why.
I sighed giving up on boy logic and started my shower.
Once the water reached a satisfactory temperature I started to undress.
The hairs on my bare skin instantly stood up when they reached the cold air.
I let out a little yelp when my skin, which had just adapted to the cold air, hit the hot water.
The I realised they I practically screamed because I touched water.
Upon realisation my lips set in a hard line.
I had always hated it when people called me girly, but I always had my revenge upon 'karma.'
The last girl that made fun of me cos I like 5SOS,which she thinks is a boy band but they are actually a punk rock band, lost all her hair in a fire and it apparently won't grow back.
It usually gave me a sense of satisfaction, but it seemed everyone took it as a warning to stay away from me.
Once I had washed the last remnant of conditioner out my hair I turned the short off, and shuddered when I was met with cold air again.
I rapped a towel round me and made my way to my walk in wardrobe, or as I like to call it fashion heaven.
I made my way to my pantie drawers and pulled out.... Well you don't need to know. CREEP.
once I had my underwear and bra on I dumped the towel and made my way to the 'Jean section.'
I studied the jeans for about 2 minutes and finally settled on a pair of black skinny jeans. I slipped them on and buttoned them up made my way to the 't-shirt section'
I stayed there for 5 minutes and then settled on a dark blue t-shirt. Once it was on o looked on the mirror.
My hair was still wet front shower but the t-shirt and jeans made my figure look flawless.
'I desperately need to brush my hair' I thought.
My clear mirror Sat atop a white chest of drawers which held my hair brush. I pulled it put and brushed my hair then put it in a high pony tail.
I never use make-up it mistakes you look spotty and gross and if I did start wearing it it would mean I would have to wear it again and again and again.
Once satisfied I grabbed my phone, ear plugs and young Scots card from the night stand and made my way to my make-shift kitchen.
I grabbed a chocolate pop tart and put it in the toaster while trying my blue converse.
Once the delicious food was ready I greedily ate it as I grabbed my bag.
Once out the door I was met with the familiar, but repulsive scent of cheep perfume. The girls corridor I was in held all the 'queen-bee's' and bitches.
And so began another day at St. Katherine Academy boarding school.
