This is never how I expected it to be...

Monday...

"Olivia!! It's time to get up! You'll be late!" My mum called up the stairs, her sharp voice, to loud for this time in the morning.
I turned over, looking at my bedside table, reassuring myself I had another 10 minutes to lie in. Before I had to drag myself out my bed.
"6.95" I whispered to myself. I guess one minute is better than nothing.
*beep* *beep*
"I'm up, I'm up!" I told my alarm clock as if it could register what I was saying. I had to leave to catch the bus in 45 minutes. I left my bed and went straight to my mirror to see what the magnificent 'beauty sleep' had left me to deal with this morning. I picked up my comb, attempting to brush my frizzy mess.
"I give up" I said, dragging my hair back into a high pony tail.
i fixed my face, applying some natural looking make-up and squeezed into my school uniform ; a white shirt, buttoned up just below the collar bone, a black skirt, inches above my knees, white knee high socks, with a cute little red bow at the top and finally a black and purple stripped tie. I took one last glance in the mirror, applying my dark purple lipstick and adding a red bandana to fit nicely around my pony tail. I ran down stairs, grabbing my keys and bag.
"Don't forget your breakfast hunni, I made you some Nutella toast" my mum shouted after me.
"Thanks Mum" I shouted back, grabbing the toast and heading to the bus stop.