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flachel421
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Scarlett tapped her feet against the carpeted floor impatiently, anxiously awaiting for the bell signaling the end of the school day to ring. She was sitting in her last class of the day, History of Our Present Society, and she was ready for the school day to end. She wished fervently to know the time, but her History of Our Present Society instructor, Mr. Young, didn't have a clock in his room. He insisted on having everybody's full attention at all times, and declared clocks a distraction - so he didn't have one. After a few more minutes of desperately hoping for the bell to ring, it did - a loud, sharp whistle that could be heard clearly throughout the entire building.
"-And we will continue talking about the origins of the Pretty Surgery tomorrow!" Mr. Young shouted above the blaring of the bell. Like all adults, Mr. Young had already had the pretty surgery. He was an older pretty, perhaps in his thirties or forties, like most of the pretties with jobs. People who had just had the surgery were usually too busy having fun to work, and so didn't get a job until they turned about thirty, when all the novelty of living in an all-beautiful place and having non-stop fun wore off. Though, how having nonstop fun could wear off, Scarlett didn't know.
Once Scarlett had made it out of the academy, she pulled out her schedule from her knapsack to see what she had for exercise time today. In small print written by 3:30, it said, free time. Great! She had a free day today, which meant she could relax at home or do a sport of her choosing. Going home, eating some potato chips and relaxing on the couch sounded rather tempting, but she scolded herself for thinking that way. She didn't want to get fat and lazy. Finally, after a few moments deliberation, she decided to go running on a treadmill in the Fitness Centre. After making her decision, she started walking in the direction of the Fitness Centre. As it came in to view, she thought that maybe she could meet Alexis, since that's where she usually was. She sighed. Scarlett kept forgetting that Alexis, her best friend, had turned eighteen last week, and had gotten the pretty surgery. She would usually be in the Fitness Centre, running, as running was her main sport. Scarlett and her would meet there whenever they could and hang out. Now that she thought about it, the Fitness Centre brought up too many painful memories. She knew that she would be turning pretty in about four months, but that wouldn't keep her from missing her best friend.
Scarlett sighed, and stopped abruptly, turning away from the Fitness Centre. She decided just to wander around aimlessly and see what happened. Walking around with no specific purpose was technically against the rules, but she could just make up an excuse if she was asked.
So Scarlett started walking.
((Sorry if the introduction isn't very good :c I've never been very good at introductions.))
"-And we will continue talking about the origins of the Pretty Surgery tomorrow!" Mr. Young shouted above the blaring of the bell. Like all adults, Mr. Young had already had the pretty surgery. He was an older pretty, perhaps in his thirties or forties, like most of the pretties with jobs. People who had just had the surgery were usually too busy having fun to work, and so didn't get a job until they turned about thirty, when all the novelty of living in an all-beautiful place and having non-stop fun wore off. Though, how having nonstop fun could wear off, Scarlett didn't know.
Once Scarlett had made it out of the academy, she pulled out her schedule from her knapsack to see what she had for exercise time today. In small print written by 3:30, it said, free time. Great! She had a free day today, which meant she could relax at home or do a sport of her choosing. Going home, eating some potato chips and relaxing on the couch sounded rather tempting, but she scolded herself for thinking that way. She didn't want to get fat and lazy. Finally, after a few moments deliberation, she decided to go running on a treadmill in the Fitness Centre. After making her decision, she started walking in the direction of the Fitness Centre. As it came in to view, she thought that maybe she could meet Alexis, since that's where she usually was. She sighed. Scarlett kept forgetting that Alexis, her best friend, had turned eighteen last week, and had gotten the pretty surgery. She would usually be in the Fitness Centre, running, as running was her main sport. Scarlett and her would meet there whenever they could and hang out. Now that she thought about it, the Fitness Centre brought up too many painful memories. She knew that she would be turning pretty in about four months, but that wouldn't keep her from missing her best friend.
Scarlett sighed, and stopped abruptly, turning away from the Fitness Centre. She decided just to wander around aimlessly and see what happened. Walking around with no specific purpose was technically against the rules, but she could just make up an excuse if she was asked.
So Scarlett started walking.
((Sorry if the introduction isn't very good :c I've never been very good at introductions.))
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