[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLjU4N2I0Ny5TVzVrYVdGdVlTQlNlV1JsY2csLC4wAAAAAAAA/pwsharpbrush.medium.png[/img][hr][hr][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/27d8fe0434de57f0aa1bf31ee624fd47/tumblr_inline_nosnp6Svl91t8ims8_500.gif[/img] [img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/cbd21fa45c48bc784af63f099d48d890/tumblr_inline_nosnpfHN5s1t8ims8_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][/center]For the first time in a long time, Indiana woke up in her own bed. Her eyes took a ridiculously long time adjusting to the painful light streaming through her window, and she groaned as she rubbed her head. As if things could get any worse, a pounding on her door caused her to make a second, louder groan. Of course, it was Lydia. It always was. 

[color=808000]"Wake up wake up wake up WAKE [i]UP[/i]!"[/color] The monster of a human being, having given up on waiting to be let in, burst through the door - landing heavily on top of the bed, right where Indiana happened to be sleeping. Mumbling a few incoherent curses, the girl attempted feebly to shove her sister off; but it was to no avail. The squirming creature then continued to let out yet another series of squeals. [color=808000]"It's your first day of [i]public school[/i], Indie! GET UP." [/color]Before she could make any move to prevent the attack, the duvet she was clutching was whipped away from her to reveal a matching set of bunny-rabbit pyjamas. [color=808000]"Is that what you wear when William stays over?" [/color]At the mention of her boyfriend, Indiana abruptly stood up, sending Lydia toppling off of the bed. 

[center][color=6B8E23]"That's it - you win. I'm getting dressed so [b]get out[/b]."[/color][/center]

The process involved in getting ready was no simple one, but Indie managed it in precisely twenty minutes. Certainly not a personal record, but today she wanted to at least make an effort. Upon exiting the bathroom after her shower, she had bumped into some guy she had never seen before as he was slipping out of her mother's bedroom. Hastily avoiding his hungry gaze, she had slammed her bedroom door shut and proceeded to get dressed. Her first attempt at an outfit was a little skirt alongside a matching top, floral and summery. But, after sending a photo of it to William, she decided that she didn't like it once he had suggested that it was too revealing. She felt a flutter of gratefulness for their little routine. She would send him a picture of what she was wanting to wear for the day, and he would tell her whether he liked it or not. A flicker of a smile softened her features as she recalled him murmuring in her ear that he wanted his girlfriend to look her best. She instead opted for [url=http://66.media.tumblr.com/4c90b9fd20f50d08fcbfd043d48103c0/tumblr_inline_n68rarKrKN1rnbpsy.jpg]all-black-biker-style [/url] attire and headed out, blowing Lydia a mocking kiss as she stepped out of the door. 

The journey to the school itself wasn't too tricky, but the dirty looks Indiana received made her heart flutter. She kept the bored expression on her features however, taking a long drag of the burning cigarette in her hand before dropping it on the floor and stomping it out. It wasn't as if she needed to make good first impressions; it was a small town they lived in and almost everyone knew her already and the trouble she tended to cause. The school grounds were already teeming with life as she arrived, recognising most people but betraying nothing but cool contempt as she regarded the buzzing atmosphere. The only person she bothered to actually pay attention to was William, who was laughing along with his mates in the sophomores section of the bleachers. She smirked as he drank her in with his eyes and gave her a subtle nod as greeting. 

Now in a resoundingly better mood, Indiana took a seat and decided that inspecting her nails was a good way to seem as if she couldn't care less about this carnival. Truth be told, she was pretty curious about it - despite the fact that she knew a lot of the students here, she was still new to the whole  actual school thing and wanted to test the waters a little.