CHAPTER 3

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Emilia's POV

After dressing up,I decided to apply some makeup on my face to hide the bruises coz we don't want floppy kids asking questions,do we?
I applied primer and foundation as base and dabbed some concealer over now ugly blue-green looking bruises..Truly saying these were the only things I owned since forever, which I had stolen from my mother's makeup kits 

Now the main part
Hairs....

Truly saying my hairs are naturally straight and thin despite the  use of any hair products.I opted to do a high ponytail coz that is the comfiest hairstyle ever.......

A/N :- Is it too late now to apologize ?? coz I forgot to tell you that poor lad was out for the whole night and she woke up the next day.

I checked the time
7:50 
Looks like someone's gonna be late in the first class

Anyways after taking a last glance at mirror and looking at my broken emerald coloured eyes that only showed pain, loneliness and dullness, I head towards the hellhole

Yay School (Note the extreme sarcasm)

After extreme usage of my limbs aka legs ; means walking, I reach to the  School at 8:10.  I am not a big fan of school but it being the only escapable thing out of my house, I could bear with it

I checked my timetable and it turns out my first class is English !!!
How amazing

I walk towards the class of Ms. Smith and bang the door open (gotta make some cool entry ;)

Let's just say that Ms.Smith *loves* me with a pure gut

"Ahha!!How did I have a pleasure to see you Ms.Baskins,C'mon take a seat ,you are just 15 minutes late." Screeched miss not so satisfied Smith

Author's Note

Hey people
So how do you like Emilia's character ??

300 words😐

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