Bailey had been in bed sleeping. Her covers warm and soft, wrapping her up like a she was being engulfed in a big hug from someone. Her dreams were those of the beach back home. The white coarse sand, how the grains stuck to the soles of her feet as she walked along the shore, running kids, chasing each other, playing tag. The crashes of the waves hitting the shore and the semi cold water rushing over her feet, with the smell of the ocean in the air. This was what home was to her, it was the best place on earth, everything felt right there, everything was at peace. It wasn't soon before she woke up, it had proven to be six am and Bailey exhaled a bit closing her eyes a bit before getting out of bed. She passed many paintings she had on her wall and then she found a swim suit and put it on.
Bailey wrapped a towel around her body and soon she sneaked out of her room, closing her door gently behind her, Bailey walked down some stairs and her feet making soft little sounds as she went and soon she came into the great hall. After looking a bit she found the kitchen grabbing an orange and then she went to the big doors that led outside. She slowly opened it trying to not have the door creak and then she slipped out of the building and she tiptoed across some gravel, because it wasn't something that felt pleasant on her feet but soon she found grass and her feet returned to a normal stance. Bailey continued to walk as she could see the water in site. It made a smile flash on her face, she couldn't wait to get there so she began to run and she jumped off the grassy bank and onto the sand.
This was what it felt like to be happy, it was the closest thing she had to home back in Maine. Bailey left her towel on the sand and then she climbed onto the dock. She felt the water underneath moving and going up and washing on shore. Soon she came to the edge of the dock. She stared at her reflection in the water and it stared back at her, the girl in the reflection was rather giddy and cheery, it was a girl who was familiar but she seemed to be distanced. Bailey shook her head and dived into the water.
The water came around her and it was like it wrapped her up in their arms, embracing her again. Bailey could spend hours underwater and not need to go up for breath, it was one of the great things about having the father she had and having the gift that she had. Bailey kicked her feet going down farther and farther. Eventually she was sitting down at the bottom on the sandy parts. She had her fish buddies coming to join her and swimming around her. They played around a bit with each other and Bailey got to see it. Soon enough they had bits of conversation about who was the best swimmer and being cocky about it. Bailey laughed and soon the two fish left for the time being. Bailey knew she had class sometime within an hour or two so she could only spend a bit of time out here, but nearly every single morning she found time to be in the water, it was rather calming to say the least.
Soon enough she pushed off and she came up and resurfaced. she laid on her back in the water, floating there and watched as the sun slowly came up. It was nice to have this in her life. Bailey always found this was a nice way to start her days and make them more enjoyable, especially if she had class and such. Which of course she did. Bailey swam up to shore and grabbed her towel wrapping it around herself and she peeled her orange, she soon pulled the wedges apart and stuck one in her mouth. Oranges were a great fruit and she loved them more than anything. Bailey soon found the horses at the stable and she came up to them petting them and talking to them. Soon enough she gave her favourite one a piece of orange before sneaking back into the building.
Upon going back into her room she took her swim suit off and got into the shower. She came out and wrapped a towel around her body and then one towel was wrapped to hold her hair up and in the towel so it could dry. By this moment it was 7:20 am. She dried herself off and slipped on her undergarments while searching for something to wear. She soon found a pair of blue jeans with rips in the pant legs. Bailey soon found a graphic tee and slipped it on. She walked into the bathroom and brushed her wet and tangled hair, soon she had gotten out the blow dryer and she dried her hair and straightened it. She put a tiny bit of eye liner on and a moisturized her face before leaving to get toast. Bailey had her book bag with her and after eating she walked off in the direction her class was in. It was around 7:55 am, roughly.