Isabelle, opened her mouth to an extent, her eyes blood red. She looked at the clock , it was 10:35 a.m. —'Shit! It's 10:35 a.m.' She looked at the clock again realizing what it meant.
She rolled off her bed, landing on her forehead in a thud. She groaned but quickly rushed to her massive closet. 'What should I wear today?'
She shook her head and started to rummage through the clothes. With her toothbrush in her mouth, she had almost tripped on the strap of her dress.
Isabelle was breathing heavily when she left for downstairs, she had decided on a black skirt, with tucked in white long sleeve jersey when followed with high black boots. With her leather purse around her shoulder she smiled and waved at her grandmother.
