It's 7:30 am as I lay wide awake in bed, listening to the bird's chirping outside my bedroom window. I begin to think about the long day I had ahead of me. Today was the day I started a new school. You see, although I only had less than a year left before I graduated secondary school, my parents insisted that I moved schools. Which made absolutely no sense to me. But hey, parents knows best they say.
"Rosy wake up, you don't want to be late " my mum shouted from the hallway. I laid staring at my ceiling in silence for a few more minutes, until I heard her say my name again. " okay, I'm up" I replied. I got out of bed and headed straight for the shower.
15 minutes later, I was finally out the shower. I creamed my body with coca butter, and threw on my new uniform. Looking In the mirror, I thought to myself, damn this uniform ugly af. I had on a brown skirt, a soft baby pink shirt, and a hideous brown polo jumper. The person that chose these colours clearly had no fashion sense. Trying to get the thought of this Gard awful uniform off my mind, I reverted back to the rest of my appearance. The only thing left to do now, was my hair. I put my hair in a high bun, and put gel around my edges, to keep my baby hair looking snatched hunny.
"Morning mum" morning Hun, you better hurry up.you wouldn't want to be late for school. With that being said. I grabbed an apple,and a bottle of water from the kitchen. I was out the door.
