{Pretty much based on daily routine events}
I woke up. Cold and hungry, I scrabbled to the radiator for warmth. Wrapping myself up in pink bedding, I chuckled softly. Not my style, but not my choice. I heard the bathroom door open so I unravelled myself from the warm maze of bedding and went to the bathroom. After that step was out the way, I dressed, donned my shoes and brushed my hair. Grabbing my school bag, I sneaked downstairs quietly. Setting my bag in the living room, I took the bottle out, went into the kitchen and filled it up. Greeting "my" step-father, I fed the cats, who had been circling my feet ever since I walked downstairs. I set to packing a lunch box, filling it with Jason's favourite foods, and eventually fixing breakfast up. Walking back into the living room, I sat on the couch and ate breakfast as "my" siblings woke up and came downstairs in turn. After a while of just sitting and playing on the tablet, Ste went to work, also letting in Zane, the system's partner. He sat down next to me, talking about the usual, that he hated his lessons and such. When my brother came downstairs and ready, I put my coat and scarf on and we all set off to school.
First of all was reg. I sat in my seat and made small talk with a few friends. Just the same old. As I had arrived late, I didn't have a lot of time to sit down and so made my way to first lesson, catering.
I winced in pain. I had accidentally burned myself on a hot tray while taking the mini caked out of the oven. Throwing the tray on the side, and the oven gloves with it, I swore under my breath and submerged my arm into cold water. "Tyson's off on one" Nathan informed Emmi before she could ask what was wrong. Nathan understood a lot of things darkened me quickly. I stood like an idiot for five minutes with my arm under the cold tap before asking the teacher what to do. She wrapped it in a cold rag and sent me off to the school nurse. I walked down the corridor to block 2 sheepishly. When I got there, I said in a very small voice "I burnt myself in catering, help please". She saw it, pressed an ice pack to it and prepared a dressing for it. Once I told her it was cold enough, she dressed it and sent me back to lesson. Halfway back to class, I faded out and another alter took my place.
