Year 9

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BEEP, BEEP, BEEP- I groaned a little and looked at my crappy Android. "5:30, you have to be bloody kidding me!" Today was no ordinary day, it was my first ever day at senior school. I was home schooled all the way through primary and year 7 and 8 my parents were adamant that was the best choice for me. But now I had to go to secondary school in order to get good GCSE's as the curriculum changes so drastically every term.

I lazily rolled out of my lusciously warm and cosy bed and slouched over to the bathroom.
I splashed some ice cold water over my face and looked in the mirror all I could see were my flaws, reluctantly I grabbed my rip off brand concealer and applied it to my face along with some jet-black mascara. I brushed my teeth got changed into my scratchy uniform which I despised deeply. Grabbed my made-the-night-before-bag and wobbled downstairs.

"Morning daisy" I hear my mum call out as I get myself some coco pops.

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