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Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Hᴏᴜsᴇ - Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ - Hᴏᴍᴇʀᴏᴏᴍ
Iɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs: Hᴇʀ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ. Lɪʟʏ. Nᴀᴛʜᴀɴ. 
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The carnival from last night had Wynona dreaming about fun and carefree times, her eyelids fluttered gently as the strong hand of her father rested on her forehead. [b]"You up kiddo? It's already 6:00."[/b] Wynona nodded slightly, she didn't have much time to get ready. Mom had already left for work, Ryon had left a few weeks ago for college, and Effie wouldn't start kindergarten until the afternoon. So it was only Wynona's dad and her awake and this God forsaken hour. Not moving an inch, Wynona's dad took a seat at the foot of the bed. [b]"I can't believe you're starting your first year of high school, your old man is getting old."[/b] the man continued speaking as Wynona drifted in and out of sleep. She loved her dad, but he often rambled about things.

After about ten minutes of this, he got up and flipped the light switch in Wynona's room, signaling it was time to really get up. Dragging herself from bed Wynona eventually began her day, taking a shower and other routine agendas, eventually adorning herself with clothes. She decided to wear all black today, mourning the loss of her summer vacation. A black tank top with black leggings, a black pleather jacket on top of that so she wouldn't face the jurisdiction of the dress code police. She paired it with a pair of black flats, trying to get the most of her summer and fall footwear before the snow would be knee deep.

Having no interest in breakfast, Wynona began her trot to school, it would only take her about 10 minutes tops. She decided to send a text to Lily, someone who she had connected with yesterday at the carnival and she hoped would feel the same way come this morning. She rubbed her thumb across the screen of the phone, pondering what to write, and if she should even say anything at all. She decided to go for it anyways, quickly sending a little message

[quote=hope 2 c u 2day. xo]TO: LILY
FROM: WYNONA[/quote]

Wynona was the worst person to text with, and forget having a serious conversation via text message. You'd be better off sending a carrier pigeon. She pressed send and made her way into the school grounds. She didn't have too hard of a time finding her homeroom, the school was large and new but with a little bit of common sense you could figure out where things were pretty quickly. Mrs. Wayne seemed kind and cheerful when she greeted Wynona as she entered the room, it was a bit too early for such a returned emotion but it was appreciated none the less. Dropping her backpack next to a desk, Wynona sat down and placed her head in her hands. She closed her eyes slightly as people began to flood into the classroom. 

Jolted slightly by Mrs. Wayne passing out pieces of paper, Wynona looked around to see what the others were doing before she got up and grabbed a marker from the box and wrote her name in all caps along it. She decided not to decorate it too much, knowing that it would probably end up being trashed later anyways. As the other piece of paper came in to play, Wynona crumpled it up and rip it into several large pieces. Though the idea of this activity was extremely cheesy, it did hit a chord with Wynona- knowing that it was a true statement: Once you destroy something, it can't really be exactly the same.

Brown eyes squinting as she looked at Nathan and she listened to his statements, determining which one was a lie. Another girl guessed, and was wrong. Leaving only two possible answers. The boy was too nervous to lie very well, so Wynona raised her hand after deciding it was the  not singing very well that was the lie. [color=cc4353]"I bet you can sing pretty well."[/color] Wynona gleamed, as she was rewarded with the correct answer. She stood up pretty quickly, and went to the front of the classroom. She wasn't nervous about people, but she didn't know what to share with people yet either. [color=cc4353]"I uh..."[/color] she started, before quickly thinking of her three statements, [color=cc4353]"I don't have any siblings, my favorite color is red, and I play the guitar."[/color] she said, running a hand through her mess of blonde hair as she looked from face to face.