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Amity's POV:


The alarm clock violently rang until Amity peacefully threw it onto the floor, breaking it. She rubbed her eyes and sat up with an expressionless face. It's her first day of college, and her first day away from home.

Not that she cared about moving away from home, if anything that was the best part. She could finally get away from the two constant distractions in her life - Edric and Emira.

College was just another stepping stone for Amity's goal of being successful and rich. And to ensure this goal being a reality in the future, she's going to study.

Amity loves studying; it's the best activity in the world. The route you take to solve a complex problem and the joy received from actually accomplishing it is incredible. Do others think she's weird? Yes. Do others stay away from her? Yes. Will others be successful? No. People can think what they want, in the end they'll be poor and homeless while she's in a mansion.

Regardless, it's time to get ready now. Can't be late on the first day or she won't be able to get on the teachers' good side.

Amity rose out of her bed and headed to the bathroom where she washed her face and did her skincare. She looked in the mirror. Is that really how she looks? Wow. It's shit. Like an early 2000s goth girl. Whatever.

After all her morning rituals Amity began to get dressed. Thank god this college has a uniform, she literally has zero appropriate outdoor clothes. The best thing she owns is her Good Witch Azura PJ set. Sure Amity doesn't care about others' opinions but there is a line.

"Amity! Come downstairs sweetheart!" A voice shouted from downstairs

"Just a moment!" Amity called back.

She finished putting on her socks and headed downstairs. Her mother was waiting by the door with an impatient look on her face and signalled Amity to hurry up.

"We can't be late, especially not on the first day." Odalia said, rushing out of the house towards the car.

"We still have two hours." Amity responds.

"Yes, but the drive is an hour and god knows how long the queues will be!" Odalia re-emphasises her original point.

"Okay. I get it." Amity accepts as she gets into the car.

She got her cat themed headphones out of her bag and put them on before proceeding to play her mega playlist of 400 songs on shuffle. Amity has the strangest music taste of all time. Some days she will listen to helpless romantic songs, despite having no interest in love, some days its people like frank ocean and tyler the creator, others its mitski and billie eilish.

Well at the moment her mood is tired, so for the hour she has she'll use it to catch up on the lack of sleep from the previous night.

"Wake me up 10 minutes before we arrive." Amity said. Odalia grunts in acknowledgment.

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"Amity, wake up." Odalia called.

No response.

"Amity." Odalia repeated.

No response.

"Amity!" Odalia finally shouts, waking Amity up.

"Hm? What?" Amity asks, half-asleep.

"Wake up we have 5 minutes left." Odalia responds.

"Cool." Amity says.

She takes off her headphones and puts them back in her bag, pausing her music too. Still tired, Amity rubs her eyes with her fingers and looks at herself with her little hand mirror. Looking like shit. Just the way she likes it.

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