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Rich cracked three eggs on the side of the frying pan, allowing the contents to land with a furious sizzling sound onto the metal surface. She had been awake since 5:00 AM, a tradition that she had upheld ever since she was in elementary school, and had spent the last few hours preparing for the day that laid ahead of her with intense fervor. Rich counted off her tasks in her head, seemingly going down an imaginary checklist - she'd showered and applied all the makeup she deemed necessary, her bed was made and looked as if no one had ever slept in it before, her hair and clothes were in perfect order, she had her wallet and lighter in her pocket, and her bag with all of her school supplies was slung over a nearby chair. 

Pretty successful, considering it was only 6:00 am. Rich smirked smugly at the fact she had already completed most of her morning routine so quickly, considering she had so much extra time until classes started. Having extra time was a beautiful thing - Rich could make herself an extra nice lunch, check over the homework she barely focused on last night, or even arrive at school early and stalk the halls for easy ways to get some quick cash. Who knows what kind of stuff was left lying around in the early morning in Linden.

"Ugh..."

Rich's smirk disappeared almost as soon as she heard the groaning coming from nearby. A door creaked open, and a woman with unkempt brown hair and dressed in casual clothes stumbled out of the room she was in. Rich's mother had an hour before she needed to clock into her job, and she was only just waking up - Rich would have sighed if she hadn't grown accustomed to this. 

[color=a36209]"Morning mother - I'm making breakfast, so you can start getting dressed."[/color]

Of course, Rich's mother instead simply sat at the table, resting her head against her arm and trying desperately to stay awake. Rich frowned when she saw this. Her mother worked 14 hours yesterday, 2 more hours than usual - it was to be expected that she'd be exhausted. Rich turned on the coffee maker as she cooked.

[color=a36209]"Are you excited that today is Friday?"[/color]

Rich didn't hear a response, which probably meant that her mother probably nodded her head or used some other nonverbal cue. She didn't press the issue further - if her mother didn't want to talk, then it was best that they didn't talk this morning. Rich finished making the scrambled eggs and coffee and slid bread into the toaster as she made her mother a plate. Rich didn't eat breakfast most of the time, and today was no different - instead, she made herself a lunch using about a third of the scrambled eggs that remained, scooping it into a Tupperware container and grabbing some fruits to go along with her lunch.

"...Thanks for breakfast."

Rich paused, fridge door open. She didn't respond. A few seconds later, the toaster buzzing broker her from her trance. Rich grabbed her bag and made a beeline for the exit.

[color=a36209]"Have a good time at work."[/color]

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Rich paused as she was making her way to school. She loved taking the path she took to school - it added an extra 5 minutes to the time it took her to walk there, but it allowed her to observe the object of her dreams. In front of her, behind the glass of the  motorcycle dealership, was the brand new 1999 Honda CBR600F4X. The fact that Rich remembered that name when she couldn't care less about cars was a testament to how much she loved that bike. She shook her head and kept walking to school after staring for a few minutes. 

While she loved the bike, her license didn't allow her to drive motorcycles in the city. And even if she could drive it to school or work, it was far too expensive to only be driven rarely. She simply kept walking to school, resigning to having to wait a few months until she could upgrade her license.

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Rich got to school two hours early and, as expected, the school was very empty. Rich spent her time going over her homework, and by the time classes were actually starting, she felt very confident that she would get at least a B. Classes went normally for a short while, but when the time came, students started filing out onto buses. Rich was one of them, eager to avoid the rest of her classes for the day. 

Rich chatted with the person sitting next to her on the bus ride, but the ride to the museum was uneventful, to say the least. By the time they finally arrived, Rich was actually looking forward to looking at a bunch of bones. They accounted for everyone and made sure attendance was normal before all the teenagers were let loose to explore the museum. Rich found dinosaurs to be boring, and while many of her fellow students were going towards the gift shop to waste their money on knick-knacks, Rich couldn't think of a good way to take advantage of the situation. Besides, she couldn't even begin to explain how dull she found the stuff they filled gift shops with.

Instead, Rich made her way to the one exhibit that interested her - the exhibit on gemstones. People who knew Rich might have been a bit skeptical and nervous that she was going into an exhibit with such expensive items, but Rich didn't have any bad intentions by it. Honest, she just wanted to see something more interesting than dirty bones and taxadermied animals!

...And it didn't hurt that the gems were under very heavy protection. Even with Rich's special power, there was no chance she could steal something like that without anyone noticing.