ROSELYN’S POV"Aaghh!" I groggily shouted as I grabbed my phone, its alarm blaring loudly on my bedside table. I opened it, only to be blinded by the sudden brightness of the screen. Squinting, I realised with horror that my alarm had been on snooze, and it was already five o’clock in the morning.I shot up from bed, rushed to take a shower, and quickly changed into plain white skinny jeans before slipping on my black three-quarter-sleeved uniform. Tying my hair into a ponytail, I reached for my name pin, about to place it on the left side of my uniform, when my phone rang.I bit my lower lip nervously as I saw the caller. Athan. I glanced at the wall clock—six o’clock. I was dead. Athan hated latecomers, and I was very late. Squeezing my eyes shut, I braced myself and placed the phone to my right ear, ready for a scolding.“It’s already six in the morning, Rosie! We still need to prepare at the venue.
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