" Wake up, " I hear a soothing voice say. I groan. " come on, " I hear the same voice say, this time shaking me gently. I quickly recognize that voice as my lovely mother. I sit up, and give her a slight smile, before stretching, and yawning. she giggles. " t-time for school, " she says, coughing. I sigh. I hope she gets better. " ok, "I say, the first word this morning. I get up and go to my closet. hmm what should I wear? I finally decide on my crop sweater, that has a collar, my floral skirt, some tights, and some simple black shoes. I slowly walk to the bathroom, but not before I grab my phone. I check the time, and begin to walk faster. when I reach the bathroom, I put on my makeup. it is, a nude pink lipstick, mascara, eyeliner, and dark blue eyeshadow. I take a look in the single mirror we have, and become impressed.
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I walk to the entrance and smile. this is a huge school and it is probably going to be extremely fun. when I decide it is time for me to walk in, I go inside the school and walk into the office. " oh hi! Is this Zoey Qual Redwood, " The nice brunette asks from behind a counter. I nod and smile. " it is she, "I respond. she nods and hands me a paper. I give her a questioning look. " this is your schedule, " another girl, responds, not letting the brunette have words come out of her
Mouth. This time, it was a blond. she wasn't as happy as the brunette, and she has lots of dark makeup caked on her face. she had deep blue eyes, that were filled with disgust, as she looks me up and down. I don't let it get to me, it is one person who is being negative about me. I turn on my heels and walk to my first class. Art.

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