CHAPTER 1

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I woke up by my mom screaming my name “Ava, get up! it’s already 7 am, you’re getting late!” she screamed from downstairs. I rolled out of bed, trying to untangle me from the warm and extremely comfortable blanket, that I really don’t wanna leave. The window is wide open, and the wind is storming through my room, leaving me a little more fresh and ready for the day. What a wonderful day? Three math lessons, physics and then two english lessons…  it's gonna be really difficult not to fall asleep, and especially in math. I won't say I hate math, it's just not me. 

I feel something weird leather kinda skin touching my shoulder, and snapping me out of my thoughts. It's Mogli, my hairless cat. In the beginning I didn't liked him that much, he just wasn't what I imagined a cat to look or feels like, and I thought he was the most ugly thing in the world. There was no way I could get away with him, and my mom love him so much, and well it took my some time to find out but now I know why, to be honest he couldn't be more perfect. He's so unique and I adore him so much. 

My make-up is almost done, nothing too crazy just some mascara and lipgloss, I like the natural look. I let my long curled hair fall down my shoulders, and take one last look in the mirror before heading to the door. Hope I don't show off too much skin in this crop top, I mean it could have been worse, I guess. I'm wearing high-waisted shorts, which covers up the most of my stomach, so I guess it's fine. I take a deep breath and nod to myself in the mirror, and leave my small room. 

I wave my mom goodbye, and take the bus which stops right in front of my house every single day. I take my regular seat, the one closest to the window where no one wants to sit, so I can be by myself without any annoying people talking to me, or making fun of how my hair looks and the clothes i'm wearing. It's just me and the music that's playing in my earphones. 'She would not show that she was afraid...but being and feeling alone was too much to face' ...

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