"A/N: Here is the third chapter! I tried to make it long and I wrote over 5000 words so woo hoo! :) I think it's more than the last chapter.
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**Picture of Jazzy to the side**
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Chapter Three:
A constant beeping awakes me from a peaceful sleep. I crack one eye open and locate the source. An alarm clock. Of course.
When I figure out the time I groan and try to go back to sleep. 6 am?! Who sets an alarm clock for that early?
Just as I'm about to doze off again, a rustling noise catches my attention. I open my eyes and see Jazzy going through her wardrobe.
"What...are you....doing?" I ask tiredly.
"I'm looking for something to wear, duh." She says. "And you need to get out of bed." She adds.
"Why?" I ask, yawning. But I do as she says and sit up slowly, looking over at her.
"Because today is Sunday. And Sunday is the day we go into town." She explains.
"You go to town at 6am?" I ask.
She laughs. "No. We go at 9 but you have to have breakfast and get dressed and all." She says, rolling her eyes.
"And it takes you 3 hours to do that?" I ask.
"Well...no, but Sunday is the day where we all eat breakfast in the pack hall." She explains.
"And you eat breakfast at 6am?" I ask.
Jazzy grabs out a bunch of clothes and chucks them on her bed. "No, but breakfast is served at 8am and after getting ready, you and I are going to go help make it." She tells me.
"For the whole pack?" I ask in shock.
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