AMELIA’S P.O.V
Time seemed to fly by and my days got even busier. Clara took me to a store where I was able to get some things for school. The closer I got to school, the more terrifying the idea of it became. Kaden hadn’t called me for the test yet so I was yet to train and I was scared of meeting those boys but the general excitement of going to school managed to water down my fear.
It took me hours of sitting in bed and squealing into my pillow before I managed to fall asleep and regardless of that, I woke up every other hour hoping that it would finally be morning. By the time I saw 6 a.m. on the clock, I practically leaped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.
By 7, I was dressed in simple jeans and a cute top with a sweater over it and I paired it with sneakers and tied my hair into a low ponytail. I didn’t want to dress too much so I wouldn’t draw attention to myself but I also wanted to look good and I think I managed to get the exact look I was going for.
