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The sun's harsh bright beams shot through the window blinds and shone into my sensitive eyes.
They fluttered open, allowing my thoughts to come flooding in.
Where am I?
I glanced blankly around the bedroom, my blanket draped over me.
Ah, that's right. I was in Queens and now i'm going to have to face my first day of school. School abroad.
I couldn't help but feel nervous. My stomach sank as my palms began to sweat.
"Hey, Cameron?" I called out as I slipped out of my bed gingerly.
No answer. He must have already left for work.
"I can do this. It'll be fine" I mumbled words of encouragement to myself before opening up my wardrobe.
I strummed my fingers across the hangers before pulling out an auburn hoodie and some leggings to match.
As I undid the buttons of my lilac blouse, I threw it onto the bed before clipping on my bra and wriggling into my hoodie.
I then pulled down my pyjama bottoms and slipped on my leggings along with putting on my socks and shoving my feet into my checkered pumps.
My hands automatically reached down, tying my laces together at a rhythmic pace. Under, over, in and pull.
"How long do I have..." I mumbled to myself as I peered up at the clock above the desk.
I had twenty minutes until the bell went and five minutes until the bus arrived.
I swiped the textbooks off my desk and shoved them into my bag along with my aspirin bottle, my phone and my purse.
Once I was sorted, I swung my backpack on and slipped my violin case onto my shoulder before I quickly made my way to the bathroom.
My hand reached out for one of the new toothbrushes Cameron bought and I grabbed the toothpaste in the other. Its contents slid onto the bristles before I began to brush vigorously, resulting in foam bubbles to seep around my mouth.
I spat into the sink and rinsed it off. Now I've just got to eat.
As I made my way towards the kitchen to make a bowl of cereal, I heard a blaring horn outside the window.
My hands paused before I placed back the cereal from the top of the fridge. Perhaps not.
I scurried out into the hallway, grabbing the spare keys to the house in the process before I made my way outside the front door.
The yellow bus sat there, the driver in the front looking quite stressed with his schedule.
The bus station near Cameron's house was crammed with a few students from Midtown. They all boarded the bus, to which I quickly joined in.
As I got up the stairs, I gave the driver a quick smile.
He looked over at me tiredly. "Sit down, Kid."
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Band Practise
FanficMoving to Queens was definitely the most difficult decision Olivia had to make. After her mother had passed away, she was required to live with her only legal living relative, her cousin. Upon enrolling in Midtown, she finds it rather intimidating d...
