Chapter 3: Minica

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Monday morning, great. One of the worst days of the week. Yup, a school day.

I slide of my bed to the floor. I am so tired and I don't fee like going to school. "Minica, hurry up and get ready!" I heard my mom yell from the kitchen making breakfast. I groaned picking myself up into the restroom and got ready.

20 minutes later I was ready. I had on black cargo pants and a black long sleeved shirt with my dark blue hoodie and my black Nike's. I got out of my room and went to the kitchen. My mom turned around and looked at what I was wearing. She made a face and said, "uh, uh. Young lady you better get back in that room and put some color in." I sighed and went back to my room.

I came back to the kitchen and said, "how's this?" I motioned my hands up and down. She smiled, "much better." I smiled back I had on khaki pants on with a white and and black squared long sleeved shirt. With a blue hoodie.

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