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Sakura
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Ariella awoke to the sound of her alarm clock ringing. It wasn't the same alarm as it often was, but she didn't think twice. Sleepily, she reached out of the covers to slam her palm over the top of the clock, but it continued buzzing. With a sigh, she rose from the bed, covers falling. She was surprised to look around, groggily coming to realize that this was not her room.
With a startled cry, the pink haired girl bolted out of the bed, in a frantic hurry to figure out where she was. Dressed in her pajamas, a light blue colored tank top and a heart-printed pair of short-shorts, she suddenly felt incredibly vulnerable. Grabbing the top of the bedsheet, she wrapped it around herself like a Greek and crept out of the room.
She stood at the end of a long hallway, filled with doors on either ends. Each door had a name and a small painting on the outside. As she exited, she noticed that the painting on her door was that of a smiling pink-haired girl, a girl that seemed to eerily reflect her own appearance.
With a shudder, Ariella moved on, dragging along the white sheet behind her as she found the stairs leading to the next floor, full of doors with the faces of boys on them. So the top floor was females, the second was males, so the third was..
She found herself following the smell of eggs coming from a kitchen on the first floor, down a majestic spiraling staircase. Was this some kind of boarding house? Had she been kidnapped? Had her parents ditched her? Her step-dad must have!
She felt the tears threatening to spill, heading to the kitchen ahead of her.