Chapter 7: Meeting An Old Friend

Claire's POV:

For the rest of the weekend I practically hid away in my room only opening the door when someone left food for me to eat.

The ringing of an alarm rang through the room causing me to groan and turn over.

Rolling to far I land onto the ground with a loud bang causing me to let out a groan in pain.

Slowly opening my eye's I reach up to the bedside table and press the alarm button to turn it off.

Placing my face back on the ground I let out a whine about having to get up for school.

Feeling frustrated I sit up on the ground before standing up and begining to make my bed, feeling a little satisfied when I'm done I climb down the latter.

Walking into the restroom I begin to do my morning routine washing my face and brushing my teeth.

Letting out a yawn I turn off the bathroom light on my way out.

Going to my closet, I remember there isn't really a dress code, but each section is supposed to were a certain color to represent it.

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