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"Oh god, please wake up Lisa before Ms.Quitch comes!" Said 11 year old Ana Lexious trying to wake her friend from a deep sleep.

"Slap her maybe she'll wake up" one of the girls suggested. Rubbing her closed eyes with a balled fist Lisa Nickleson pulled herself up from her old stiff bed

"I'm up, I'm up. What time is it?" She said with a tired tone.

"7:10 Lisa! Ms.Quitch will be here any sec-" Ana was cut off by the sound of a stainless steal door opening.

Lisa's POV:

Oh fuck! Why did I wake up so late!? I immediately stood up. Unable to breathe I turned and faced Ms.Quitch. Within moments Lisa and Ms.Quitch were face-to-face.

"I thought after last time you would learn to wake up on time Miss Nickleson!" Ms.Quitch said in her usual your soul is mine tone.

"I- I'm sorry ma'am I jus-" Lisa was cut off

"EXCUSES EXCUSES! LISA YOU HAVE KITCHEN, GARDEN, AND TRASH DUTY FOR A MONTH YOU WORTHLESS PUBESCENT CHILD!" She yelled at the top of her lungs and raised her hand to smack Lisa but just then.

"Excuse me Ms.Quitch a boy just got here they are asking for you in the main hall."

Ms.Quitch lowered her hand, "Tell them I will be right there" she turned back to Lisa.

"Consider yourself lucky..."

Ana: Are you okay Lisa?
Lisa: Why wouldn't I be? I'm used to it.

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