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    The alarm in my room was ringing loudly continuously, irritatingly, it so was far away from the bed, no way I could hit the snooze without standing up, the noise finally forced me to open my eyes, it was still dark outside, I released a couple of loud groans before standing up from the bed, my  back makes loud popping noises as I trudge towards the bathroom after stopping the alarm, the time said five forty am, I don't have to be at the school until seven thirty.

    On my way to the bathroom I trip on the thigh high boots laying carelessly on the floor, annoyed I kicked them into the closet roughly, I lit up a few candles before starting my  shower, slowly I wash out my thick long brown slightly curly hair, I need to get a hair cut, after washing the hair throughly, I lathered my body with three different types of body wash, all perform different purposes, the vanilla one made me smell good, the coconut one combined with the vanilla, makes my skin really healthy, the honey and lemon one bronzes my  light caramel skin, I scrub lightly then rinse off thoroughly.

   Standing stark naked in front of the bathroom mirror, I blow dry my hair with one hand and brush my teeth with the other, quickly I finished all my post bath procedures, picking something nice to wear is always a drag, but I decided to go casual, it's the first day of resumption for the new session, everyone else will be dressed so formal even though the school does not have a strict policy against casual clothes, I picked out a pair of blue straight jean, a black floral top and nude pointed clear mule heels, after dressing up I pull my hair into a tight ponytail, the tip reached just above my waist, in the kitchen I stuff things into my black work bag while I waited for the coffee machine, the black liquid pours directly into my mug, I close the lid tightly then I left my apartment.

    The air was damp and humid making me happy I wore my hair up, my old secondhand Honda was sitting in the garage quietly, it coughed loudly when I turn on the ignition, the car rumbles to life not so quietly, the coughing engine slowly dies down to a barely audible thrum, I turn on the radio before backing out of the apartment complex garage, the streets were slowly filling up with cars and people, Monday's were always busy everywhere in the city, the drive to school usually takes twenty to thirty minutes but on Monday's because of the traffic it takes forty minutes to get to the school in the heart of the city, I sigh in relief when the light turns green again and it was finally my turn to speed off.

   I take  the usual left turn that leads to the estate which houses Ingrid Coleman Elective Prep-school, mostly referred to as Ice Prep, it is the best, the most wanted school by parents worldwide, it is located on the in the biggest estate in Massachusetts, it covers over one thousand acres of land, it has an indoor pool, an outdoor pool, a basketball court, a tennis court, a huge field for track and sports events, there is a standard size stadium and multiple gymnasiums.

   The pine trees that lined the road opened up to reveal the big iron gates of the school, the security guard opens the gate for me after I show him my ID, there is another short road which leads to the seven tall brown buildings of the school. The two buildings in front are for the high school, the two buildings at the back of the high school houses the middle school and preschool children, there are two other huge buildings far off to the side, those are the hostels for the boarding students, one for the girls and one for the boys, the last not to big building is for the school staff quarters.

    I park in the staff parking lot, the premises was already filled with students and parents, high school day students drove flashy cars to school, cars thrice as expensive as mine, they talked loudly about their summer vacations, I heard someone say something about London fashion week and Victoria Beckham.

   Ice Prep is  a very sophisticated, very expensive school, the pupils and students are children of millionaires, billionaires, business tycoons, models, real estate gurus and many more rich people, the kids enroll into the school from kindergarten and they grow up in the school.
   
    Enrolling into the school to any given grade when your not a legacy is very hard and they don't just take in anyone.