Celeste woke up thirty minutes before her alarm. Opening her eyes, she looked towards the alarm clock on her bedside, contemplating whether she should go back to sleep or start getting ready for school. After a few more moments of rest, she got out of bed and stretched lightly. The orange rays of sunlight came seeping in through the narrow opening of her curtains, and she walked over to throw the curtains wide open. She had to squint, as the harsh light hit her eyes. Celeste walked over to the telephone that was on her desk, calling for the room service to bring in her breakfast. 

While waiting for the food to arrive, she headed to the bathroom to take a shower. It only took her around fifteen minutes. And by the time that she was done, the doorbell rang, and she opened it as the waiter came in with her food, settling it on the table. Her hair was gently wrapped in a towel, and she was already dressed in her uniform. She took off the towel that was wrapped around her hair, letting it air-dry as she ate her food. Today, she had carbonara pasta for breakfast. Before, she would have enjoyed it, but lately, she's been getting into Japanese food. Celeste only finished half of it before heading to the bathroom once again to brush her teeth. She combed her damp hair lightly with her fingers, and she took one last glance in the mirror before heading out.

Celeste made sure to open her bag and check her belongings, making sure that nothing was forgotten before heading out of her room to get to the car that was waiting for her. Although elevators were convenient, she had to wait for almost a minute for it to arrive on the floor she was on. She straightened herself and fixed her uniform before stepping inside. The elevator ride was quiet as always. Most people inside were reading the newspaper, and some were busy browsing through their phones.

[i]Ding.[/i] She sighed in relief as it reached the intended floor. She quickly made her way outside, and was greeted by the driver that her father sent for her. She was planning to start walking to school since the school was already so near, but her dad insisted that she ride the car. Not wanting to cause a fuss out of something so trivial, she agreed. As she got inside the car, she took out the ipod and earphones that were inside her bag. She wore the earphones and put the player into shuffle before leaning back against the chair.

After a 5 minute drive, the car entered through the school gates. She took off her earphones and placed it back inside the bag, along with her ipod. She didn't waste any time to step outside and head to the main hall to check the class that she was assigned to. It was still quiet at this time of the day, and she was glad because it would be easy for her to look for her name in the notice board. After a few glances, she found her name. She didn't bother scanning through the names of her classmates because she didn't have friends in the first place.

Celeste headed to the gymnasium for the -[i]as they'd like to call it,[/i] grand session. It was mandatory and it also took place last year on the first day of school. At least this year, she already knew the drill, and she was already familiar with the places. Last year, she was very late because she ended up getting lost. She wasn't very good at directions; A weakness that she really wanted to work on. As Celeste arrived in the gymnasium, she saw the history teacher wearing a roman helmet. If she was new to the school, she would have reacted weirdly, but she already got used to the oddness. 

The crowd was pretty tight, so Celeste moved to a space at the side where students weren't flocking in. She stood there silently as she waited for whatever was next. Looking around, she could already see some people making new friends, and some were chatting happily with old friends, as they went on and on about how great their summer vacation was. Celeste didn't have anyone to talk to -and she had no problems with it, but being surrounded by people who were already in groups kind of made her feel left out, but not in a bad way. It was just a bit awkward as she stood there not knowing what to do.