5:45 

Barbara hadn't slept a wink yet, she was overwhelmingly nervous with going to school. This would be her second year at the highschool, but for most it would appear to be her first, since she tried to hard to blend into the walls. Her petite body curled up in the bed, legs pressed up into her chest as her dark, large doe eyes stared at the light peeking through the slits of the window blinds. She supposed it would be time to get up soon and she might as well start now. Slinking out of bed she went over to her plant that sat on the window sill. Her aunt would kill her if she saw what it was, but she was forbidden in Bambi's room. Bambi glanced to the door just to make sure it was locked, and granted it was. Plucking at the leaves, she tossed them in the garbage, examining the buds that were growing from it. [i]"Not bad."[/i] she whispered to it. It was said somewhere that you were supposed to sing to plants to make them grow better, but Bambi never sang and her plants were doing just fine.

6:00

[b]"Barbara?"[/b] A voice and a loud knocking came from outside the door, and Bambi jumped, knocking her plant on to the ground. [i]Fuck!"[/i] she whispered sharply, her bony knees hitting the carpet fast as she scooped the dirt and plant back into it's container. [b]"Barbara, I'll be taking your cousins to elementary school soon, so if you want a ride let me know."[/b] Bambi placed the plant back on the sill, upset that her stupidity had knocked it over in the first place. [i]"I'll walk, thanks."[/i] Bambi called through the door, practically breathless from all the movement she had been doing with barely any sleep on her side. [b]"Okay honey, make sure you have some breakfast and have a wonderful day at school."[/b] Bambi groaned, her aunt was overly nice at it made it seem like Bambi was a total asshole for being so introverted.

6:30 

Waiting for her aunt and cousins to leave the house Bambi grabbed some clothes; a pair of slate grey leggings, a very lightweight maroon sweater, and a pair of black ankle high boots. She hurried to the bathroom, making sure her room door was locked behind her. Stripping of her pajamas, she hopped into the shower and washed her very shaggy brown hair. Getting out she blowed dried and straightened it, her bangs side swept across her forehead. Next was the usual toiletries acts; deodorant, teeth brushing, etc. Staring at herself while she got ready, Bambi was constantly reminded on how much she hated her freckles. The dark brown spots splattered across the bridge of her nose and under her eyes, even down her cheeks. Bambi applied make up to try to hide them, or at least lighten their appearance, and then a darker wine color lipstick she picked cause she was in the mood for it. Placing on her clothes and shoes she was ready to go.

7:00

Bambi hadn't got breakfast like her aunt had told her to, but she walked with the quickness of someone who had. Reaching the school in no time, Bambi swung off her backpack in the parking lot and bent down to look into it for her schedule. Finding the slightly crumbled piece of paper, she flattened it out on her knee and read it: Fine Arts. Phew, a sigh of relief. Bambi threw the paper back into her bag, and put the bag back over her arms. She was never into the whole one sided thing, it was all or nothing. Walking into the school, Bambi thought she'd like to find a vending machine first so she could at least have a bottle of water for the day. Finding the first one in the entrance of the school, she started to pull out some loose change in the pocket of her bag, hoping that it was enough.