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There it was. The sound that every person in existence emotionally resonated with. Granted, that emotion was usually a mixture of anger and sadness. [i][b]BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE--[/b][/i] There was a soft clicking sound as the snooze button was pressed. Waking up at 7 AM never got any easier. Annie ripped off her blanket and sat up for a moment, taking in the reality of her situation. It was a school day again. She eventually got off of her bed and walked towards the shower, her joints popping loudly along the way.

[i][b]CUE SHOWER SCENE[/b][/i]

Dryed and dressed in her signature green sweater, Annie headed towards the kitchen, with one thing on her mind: Food. Annie didn't quite know how to use everything in the kitchen, but she knew how to use the most important thing: the Waffle Iron. Two waffles and a big glass of milk later, Annie hopped on her bike to school.

But not before one critical stop. The Eastside Café. Annie's go-to coffee shop, about a block away from the school. As soon as Annie walked in, the young blonde woman behind the counter immediately recognized Annie, and gave her a quick nod, before disappearing for a moment, and reappearing with a large coffee in her hand. The life-giving liquid that Annie ran on in the mornings. That, and it tasted pretty good, too.[hr]

Homeroom was as monotonous as ever, and seemed to drag on for hours. That's when the teacher reminded them about the field trip. [color=fff200][i]"Oh right. That's today."[/i][/color] Annie fished around in her bag, pulling out a salmon colored slip with her mother's signature on it. Annie considered this a day off from school more than anything. Her father used to take her to various places as a young child. Water parks, movie theaters, but very rarely did they go to museums. For someone who relied on old stuff, her father didn't really seem to care about history.

One bus ride later, Annie and the rest of her class arrived at the museum. [color=fff200][i]"Dinosaurs, huh? How fitting."[/i][/color] The teacher said roll call and some other stuff Annie didn't really care about, because like any good museum, there was a gift shop. And this particular gift shop, sold coffee. She had finished her coffee in homeroom, and was wide awake now, but another cup might be needed later on. Keeping a mental note of its location, Annie turned her attention back to the museum's other attractions. 

Annie had already read the paper that was handed to her about the trip a few days prior. They'd reconvene here in a couple hours, and then leave a couple more hours after that. The students began to disperse, and Annie wondered what to do next, as she walked and wandered around, looking at the various displays. That's when she heard someone ask [COLOR=7F525D][b]"How much glue did they have to use to keep it from falling apart?"[/b][/color] And without thinking, Annie responded with [color=fff200][i]"Probably not as much as you'd think. They use a sort of super adhesive and expanding foam to hold them together. Or, so I was told."[/i][/color] The dinosaur was pretty impressive, all things considered. Though there were all kinds. Big, small, even ones that flew in the sky.