Olivia went to bed around eleven last night, after talking to James for hours. She had been exhausted by the days events, long bike ride, and the 6 mile walk home, so as soon as she climbed into bed she passed out. She woke up around seven and just laid there, hoping to just fall back asleep for ten more minutes, but Sophia's alarm clock blaring down the hall was preventing that wish. Kylie thankfully did something about it, and Olivia sighed in relief, as she pulled the blankets over her head, and snuggled further into bed. She really did not want to get up, and get ready for school.

Her phone beeped annoyingly as it signaled a new text. She frowned and then rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Rolling over to check her phone, it was James asking for omelet orders. Slowly sitting up she stretched her arms into the air, her fingertips touched the ceiling. Olivia yawned as she texted James back. [color=a5d1f0][i]'[b]Small[/b] omelet with peppers, and tomatoes. Please and thank you.'[/i][/color] If only it could be Saturday and she could sleep till noon. Since her hiatus from ballet a month ago, she had gotten much lazier, and spent her new endless amount of free time helping at the restaurant, taking naps, and hanging out by herself around the house. Her three hour ballet class, three times a week after school, plus six hours recital practice on Saturday had kept her rather busy. 

Getting out of bed required a lot of effort on Olivia part. She had only gotten about six hours of sleep, which meant she was most likely going to fake sick at school, so she could sleep in the nurses office. She yawned wide again, and then climbed down from her bed. Remembering when her parents bought her and her sister the bunk bed seven years ago. She had been seven, and thought that being on the top bunk was the coolest thing ever. Oh how she regretted that decision now, getting in and out of the thing when you were tired was no fun, and crawling down the ladder in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom was annoying. 

Walking out of her bedroom, she rubbed her eyes as she passed the second floor bathroom door. She could here the shower running so she instead went downstairs to the other bathroom, since she didn't feel like waiting patiently today. She took off her clothes and tossed them into the laundry basket. Turning on the shower to the lukewarm setting. She glanced at her body in the mirror. Over the last month, she had lost about six pounds, and it showed. She was even more bony then she originally was. She had been practicing ballet religiously since she was five so her body had always appeared skinny, long, and fit. Her dance instructor Madame Clifford had told her that she had an ideal body for ballet, a ballerina [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/21/4e/2e/214e2eac60e05ab7eed8e94304073e87.jpg]body[/url] she would say. In Ollie's own opinion all she saw in the mirror was an awkward girl, with knobby knees, no boobs, pointy elbows, and big sad brown eyes.  

She stepped into the shower, and just let the water cascade over her skin. Thinking about nothing, she relaxed under the waterfall, and hummed '[i]Only Time[/i]' by Enya. It had been one of her moms favorite songs, and before the crash Olivia had even choreograph a dance to the song. She had meant to perform it as a surprise for her mom at the ballet recital in April. The lukewarm shower was doing nothing to wake her up, so she made the water colder. She squeezed a large amount of shampoo into her hands, and washed her hair. Using the fancy handmade bath soaps, Olivia washed away the sweat, dirt, and grime of the previous day. Long showers where one joy in life, so 30 minutes later she stepped out of the shower clean and smelling like flowers. 

She wrapped herself in a big white towel and walked back upstairs to her room to get dressed. She changed into her [url=http://i.imgur.com/zN49UQv.png]outfit[/url] for the day. Slipping on her terracotta red skirt, a stripped shirt, and an over-sized green sweater. She flipped her hair over and wrapped it in the towel. She felt more awake now. She opened the dresser to get a pair of socks, and then opened her little music box to pocket two pills for later. She found the reply note from Sophia poking out from behind the door. Picking it up she unfolded the letter and read the short sweet note from her sister. Ollie smiled and placed the letter in her school journal. 

She walked down stairs and snuck up to hug James as he flipped omelets at the stove. After getting out the plates for James, Ollie went over to the table. She smiled hesitantly at Kylie trying to gage her mood. [color=a5d1f0]"Morning..."[/color] Olivia said to them.