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He approached her completely in the nude on horseback, the sand coming up in puffs of smoke as the hooves danced along the beach line [b]"Oh Tiffany Nancy Ashford, you are the only woman for me- it is true!"[/b] the man spoke, his oily and overly defined pectorals glistening in the sun. Reaching up to the mysterious man, he opened his mouth to speak once more, [b]"DING DING DING. IT SIX O'CLOCK."[/b] Tiffany pulled back in disgust, as she woke up from her odd dream. She felt warm as she removed part of her blanket from her body revealing her legs to the crisp air. Her eyes remained closed for just a few moments more. She disliked getting up a few hours before school but knew that if she didn't give herself a few hours to get ready that she would be late to school every time. The young blonde started to doze off again before her phone buzzed alerting to her that she notifications.

Starting to wake up slightly she spent the next thirty minutes going through her phone. At the end of this routine she was more awake, and ready to start her day. Slinking around her room she gathered an outfit for the first day of school; a striped lightweight long sleeve shirt, a denim above the knee skirt, and a pair of yellow flats. She would pair this with a jean jacket, something she had gotten into as of recently. Eventually she made her way to the bathroom to find that it was already occupied.

[color=D8BD51][b]"TAYLOR!"[/b][/color] the young girl called, pounding on the door.

There was no response.

Tiffany began pounding and kicking on the door as the voice of their mother could be heard from downstairs. [b]"Tiffany! Leave your sister alone, and don't you dare keep pounding on MY DOORS!"[/b] Tiffany rolled her eyes, and her younger sister opened the door with a mischievous smile on her face. Tiffany narrowed her eyes, as she went into the bathroom and got ready to shower. The water was freezing, a result of her sister spending probably thirty to forty five minutes in the shower. Trying to get done with the frigid shower as fast as possible the teen quickly finished her morning routine and got dressed. She wondered if anyone would notice that she cut her hair over the summer. She spent a good half hour placing curls into her shoulder length hair, a pity that they would most likely fall before she could even make it to school.

Coming down the stairs she would be met with her mother and younger sister. Dad would still be asleep, not having to go in until mid day. Her older sister now lived on her own at the dorms, and was sorely missed. [b]"Get some breakfast Tiff."[/b] her mother would call over her oatmeal, and spiked cup of coffee. Taylor, Tiffany's younger sister would be smothering a poptart with butter and chowing it down. It looked fairly good, she would have to admit as she fixed a similar meal for herself.

Removing the faux berry blasted sugar filled pastry from the toaster she proceeded to smother it with butter and move to their small dining table. The three women were not very interactive with one another, besides the union in the occasional yawn that would escape. Lifting the meal to her lips she quickly realize her mistake as the butter fell off and landed directly onto her lap.

[color=D8BD51][b]"FUCK!"[/b][/color] Tiffany exclaimed. Picking the butter up with her fingers and flinging it onto her plate.

[b]"Tiffany Ashford! Language!"[/b] her mother scolded as her sister giggled, not moving her attention from her phone. Tiffany huffed, [color=D8BD51][b]"It's not my fault! This butter is so slippery it fell right off my poptart and onto my skirt. I'm not going to be able to wear this today or EVER again!"[/b][/color] she said, tears starting to well up in her eyes. The dramatic antics of the girl caused no reaction from Nancy. She had been used to it for years now and ignored the outcry.

[color=D8BD51][b]"You just want to see be a loser for the rest of my life!"[/b][/color] she yelled, excusing herself from the table and stomping upstairs back to her room. She slammed the door as she sniffled. The only people that would understand were her girls as she hastily took off her skirt and threw it into the laundry pile. She texted her best friends; Steph and Melissa.

[quote][code]MY DAY IS RUINED! 😭 I CAN'T STAND IT!!! [/code][/quote]

She sent it to the group text with a huff as she picked out a pair of skinny jeans to make up for the situation she had dealt with. Sitting on her bed for a moment she waited until her Mom was calling that she was off to work and could either take the ride now, take the bus, or find another way to school. She after using the silent treatment for a few minutes would tell her Mom that Mel had plans to pick the girls up so they could arrive at school together. The conversation didn't last longer than that as the house became quiet again; the sound of Dad snoring in the master bedroom the only real noise in the Ashford household.

Waiting for the girls to come pick her up for school, she gathered all her things and head downstairs to watch some early morning cartoons.

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