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Wrapped in a cozy sheet like a burrito, who would want to get up and start a stupid day of meeting the cops for interrogation and checking out the weird school with mom. Well, the weird school part was the exciting one.

I paid limited attention to the persistent Alarm sent to ruin my beauty sleep and focused—since I was wide awake—only on the Mixed smell of Lavender on my sheets and cranberry almond muffin (must be breakfast) that wafted past the deepest part of my nose and into my brain. What a temptation!.

I laid still until the minutes turned into an hour and I was sure my body no longer needed sleep. I sprung up, didn't care to spare a glance at the new mirror mom got me on Saturday, but I could still see my slender body and pigtails from my peripheral view and most particularly my eyes.

My eyes.

They are blue now.

They change color almost every day, I was already tired of people telling me to stop wearing contact lenses. But some certain people like the old woman with braces a