Late… Again...
...I get up quickly and start my normal routine of pulling on random bits of uniform; this time around, a skirt (short enough to probably be from two years ago), and an old creased blouse with the school crest embroidered on it. I look at my distinctly dishevelled appearance in the mirror; a tall girl with honey blonde hair lying untidily just beyond her broad shoulders, and with an overgrown fringe sweeping across her startlingly green almond eyes stared straight back. Suddenly remembering how late I am, I hunt around the dormitory for my school shoes, finally finding them under my hat. Tugging them on I remember my hair; I start to look around the room (which is a real mess now)...But its too late I can hear Matrons’ heavy, angry footsteps sounding from the end of the corridor leading up to the dormitories, getting ever closer to where I'm now standing. Feeling I have no choice, I fling open the old window and climb out onto the drain pipe that climbs all the way up the old red brick building of my school. After hurriedly shutting the window behind me in a manouvere that should get me top grades in Gym, I start my descent down the old drain pipe to the grounds and the voices of an ending, Morning Prayer session below me..
