Monday, October 17th, 2016 // Weather: Raining
Jun opened her eyes slowly and was greeted by a dark room. She yawned, stretched out her tense body and rolled over in her bed to look at the time. The ravenette groaned when she saw the time and sat up.

Seriously? 5:29?

Jun asked herself irritably before the sudden bleeping of her alarm started, startling her.

Jesus!

she muttered before turning her body to the loud alarm clock that now read "5:30am" and slamming the top of it. Jun tossed her comforter off her body and swung her feet over the side of her bed and felt for the nice warm rug. She stood up and curled her toes into the white rug comfortably, then grabbed a universal remote that sat by her alarm clock and clicked a button, causing the heavy scarlet colored curtains to slowly open. Jun made her way slowly towards the glass doors that were behind the closed curtains and opened them, revealing the rainy weather that morning.

It was starting to get cold outside and Jun realized that when the snow came, she wouldn't be able to go for morning runs outside anymore and would have to use her own private gym. Which wasn't awful she supposed, although she would definitely much rather run on the track in her backyard or around her neighborhood. Jun walked out into the rain momentarily to look into her long driveway to see if either of her parents had left yet, to find that neither of them had. She sighed slightly and went back inside, stripping out of her cotton pajamas into a pair of black yoga leggings, a black sports bra, white ankle socks and a tight lavender zip-up hoodie. Jun tied her hair up into a tight ponytail and made her way down two long flights of stairs until she found herself nearing the kitchen. Jun didn't like how uncomfortably huge her mansion was, but at least she could easily hide from her family and have her space.

Morning, mother.

Jun greeted as her suited mother walked sternly past her with a coffee mug in hand. The woman gave her a side glance and nod, then continued on to wherever her legs were taking her. Jun rolled her eyes at the reply she got and walked into the kitchen, grabbing her pre-made smoothie from a maid's hands.

Make it a good day, Akita-san.

Jun told the old maid before walking out of the kitchen and towards her backyard, while chugging the smoothie back. Jun pulled up her hood, slammed the empty smoothie jar on a nearby table and zipped up her hood, preparing to face an hour of rain and running.

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After hopping out of the shower, Jun checked the time on her phone and saw that it was 6:52am. She had a little over an hour to arrive at school and the ride to school was a good 45 minutes, due to her living in a quiet, excluded neighborhood. Jun stepped in front of the mirror and began to brush her teeth, calculating her time. Alright, so if I want to arrive early, I have to be out of here by 7:30am. I still have to get dressed, dry my hair, wash my face and eat. The girl calculated and spit out her toothpaste, nodding at herself. With her towel still wrapped around her body, she did her face wash routine and checked the time. 7:01. Jun grabbed her blow dryer from under the sink and plugged it in, then dried off her body with her towel before discarding it on the floor. After thoroughly blow drying her hair, she checked the time once more. 7:13. Jun left her towel on the floor and her hair dryer plugged in as she left her private master bathroom and walked back inside her room, making her way to the bed that was made by a servant and had a freshly ironed uniform lied neatly across the comforter.

After getting dressed and going down the stairs, Jun checked her phone again for the time. 7:18am. The teenage girl thought to herself and finally arrived downstairs, making her way to the breakfast room, in which the sun was shining brightly and beautifully through the opened curtains. Her father sat at the head of the table, drinking coffee and eating eggs while tapping away furiously at his smartphone. Jun honestly hated smartphones and technology, so while everyone else switched to iPhone's, Jun made the choice to keep her flip phone from when she was younger so she wouldn't be hooked like everyone else. Jun quietly sat down and ate her breakfast, not saying a word to her father and him not saying anything to her either. After she was finished, she wiped her mouth on a neatly folded handkerchief nearby and left without a word.

Miss, it's almost 7:30.

Jun's personal driver informed her as he stood politely outside the breakfast room door. She checked her watch and it read 7:27am, so she nodded at the concierge and clapped her hands.

Alright, let's get this show on the road.

Jun answered with a small smile and made her way towards the entrance, her driver following closely behind her. Waiting at the door were three servants, one of them being the old woman who gave her the morning smoothie earlier.

Miss, your school bag.

Miss, an umbrella.

Miss, a rain coat.

Jun held her arms out while the old woman put the rain coat on her body, then grabbed the umbrella and schoolbag after.

Thank you folks, make it a great day!

Jun said before sliding on her shoes and walking out the door with her driver. Once outside, she opened up her umbrella and shared it with her driver as they walked silently down the long walkway and then down the long driveway to the expensive black car. The driver held open her door for her and she crawled in gratefully after shutting the umbrella. Jun sighed and stretched, making herself comfortable before pulling out a book for the long ride.

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Jun walked down the halls towards her class, a few students here and there, most of whom she recognized but wasn't close enough to say hello to. When Jun really thought about friendship, it became apparent to her that she didn't actually have any friends. Sure, there were people from the swim team, student council and wrestling team that she spoke to, but none of them were her real friends. The loneliness she felt because of her lack of closeness saddened her, but she was getting used to it again. Her real fear was dying completely alone, with no friends or partner, but she didn't express that, nor did she go out of her way to make friends who probably wouldn't stay. When the time came, it would be then that she'd make friends.

Jun sat herself in the dead center of her familiar class as she waited for people to pile in. She grabbed the book she was reading on the way to school from her bag and read it until the bell at 8:30am rang, signifying that it was time for class to begin.