"Please, milady, wake up!" Dorris kept fussing as she tried to shake Malaya, who wouldn't even budge. This had been taking too much time for almost half an hour now.
"If you don't get up now, you'll be late! Please get up!" Dorris cried out loud.
Malaya was dreading getting out of bed. 'Who actually gives a damn about school when you already experienced it fully in your last life? Besides a young lady like her should have plenty of sleep.'
In her former life, Malaya had already accomplished all of this. She had previously completed sixteen years of schooling on Earth, in addition to four years here. Besides, she would be unable to graduate. She would be banished in less than a month. And she had just returned from her long journey of rescuing the girls and acquiring her shipbuilder.
"Please, Dorris, give me more time to sleep," Malaya muttered while hugging her pillow to make herself feel relaxed.
