Andrea
Click. Andrea heard the glass double doors shut and she knew her parents were gone. 6:30.on the dot. Like usual, she thought to herself. Her parents were extremely punctual people and could never afford to be late. Promptly at 6:30 A.M., they left for work. Then they arrived home at 10:30 P.M. For the most part, Andrea never saw her parents besides on Sundays and holidays, but that was fine by all means to her. Oh how she despised her parents and their traits. Perfect is how they always had to look and act, and they were always so cool and collective. Majority of the time, all the eighteen year old wanted to do was slap the silly expressions off of their pathetic faces.
After a while of staring at the ceiling, the female finally rose from her king-sized bed and made her way to her walk in closet. She went between the rows and racks of silks, laces, denims, and prints, then stopped near the dress section. Her closet was immense, and resembled a maze to a stranger with all its twists and turns. Formal, floral, and sundresses shimmied on their hangers before her, screaming to be picked. After a few seconds of shuffling through the racks, Andrea pulled out a black dress with tiny, colorful flowers on it. The dress was equipped with a thick caramel colored belt. Throwing the dress over her arm, she made her way to another door in the closet. She opened the new door to reveal another closet of its own, but this one containing only shoes and accessories. "Hmmm.."
When she returned to her bedroom, the female was fully dressed. The dress she had chosen was tighter at the top, but slowly became loose at the bottom. White flats and her usual charm bracelet completed the outfit. Andrea made her way to her mirror and examined herself. She brushed through her hair and then shook it, resulting in her normal hairstyle. Finally she grabbed her shoulder bag with her books in it, along with her cellphone before hurrying downstairs. A plate of scrambled eggs and bacon sat at the kitchen bar, and she quickly inhaled the delicious food. She then made her way to the bathroom where she brushed her teeth.
Minutes later she was driving to school in her parents' Lamborghini Aventador. Due to her parents taking her car for some reason, she was forced to drive theirs. Quite frankly, she hated this car. She thought it drew way too much attention to some one. She would have walked if her house wasn't 30 minutes away by car. She had walked once to school and she was late. An hour late. Never again would she do that. Too much time, effort, and energy.
She managed to arrive at school around the usual time, 7:30. She parked in her usual parking spot near the back of the school and gathered her stuff. Moments later she was at her locker. She undid the lock and gathered her books for her first class, French. She started taking it freshman year, even though she grew up in France until the age of 6 and was familiar with the language.
Arriving at the classroom, she went to her regular seat in the back and pulled out her cellphone. Class was to start in 5 minutes, so why not check what her friends were up to? She started scrolling through the past messages.
When she finished, she was far behind in the chat and class was probably halfway through. If only she read faster...
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Morning everyone! How are you all? Sorry it took me so long to get on. @ShadowedWolf I'm in French..so literally nothing...hahaha. yaay! but it sounds like you're having fun with in your class. @PatchesMcGoo As far as I know, every school does. But hey, high school life is...well, gross. @ThatOneOddBall I never watched Scooby Doo, but that's interesting. (: I've never known a Wiccan before. @LuckyMe How was work? We all missed you terribly, I can assume. Even though I just got here..haha.