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The sun shine across the fancy room floor and on to a young lady face, she then hears her alarm going off, it's 9:10 AM, It's morning and she got a fancy ball party to prepared. The young lady brush her hair as she thinks what preparation should the party have, what food she should pick and so on and so for. She looks her dress that her father pick out of her, it was a yellow dress with short sleeves and a fabric flower on the hips. The young lady scowl and roll her eyes, she hates the color yellow, she don't mind it at all, she just hates how it looks on her. She more of a dark navy blue type of girl, but for now she has to bear it, it's only one night after all, she can go through it.

The young lady then hears a soft knocking on her door "Come in" As the door open, she sees a little head pop out with a sweet smile "Good morning, Rosie!" A girl, who looks like she can be fourteen, enter the room with her beautiful blush-pink dress. The girl run towards the young lady and give her a morning hug "Good morning to you too, Clementine" Rosie say to Clementine with a warm smile. "Are you excited for the party? I am! But you know that already" Clementine say in that exciting tone in her voice that Rosie is familiar with. "Yes, I am excited too. I been a long time since I see my old friends, it would be nice to catch up on what they been doing" Rosie would have add air quote on the word "Friends" but not in of front of Clementine...Maybe when she older. 

"I wonder if I get to met my prince charming. We lock eyes on the ballroom floor, our hearts pounding with love and then next you know, we dance and dance until midnight." Clementine say as she dance with the air while Rosie is chuckling, her young sister read too many of those old stories, that may Rosie fault though, she always read them to her before she goes to sleep "Well don't get your hopes up too far, Clem. What if you hate the way he talks? What if you hate the way he wears? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?" "Picks his nose?" "And eats it?" "Ewwww! Rosie, don't say stuff like that!" Clementine say with disgust but laugh escape from her mouth and then the two sister start laughing. 

Rosie wish that she was young again, eyes full of wonder and her mind so naïve, now her eyes full of dread and her mind so tired. She not looking forward to this party at all. Her "friends" are not that interesting, her dress is ugly and uncomfortable, and worst part is the young gentleman interacting with her and always do the same, damn, thing like "Hello Rosalina, I'm so-and-so from so-and-so. my father runs a company called so-and-so, I see that your father runs a company too, do you want to make some company babies?" UGH! Rose hates that! But she got use to it and maybe, someday, her young sister will get use to it too.

"Clementine, come over here! I need you!" Dahlia, the oldest sister, yell out from the hallways "Ok, I am coming! See you around, Rosie!" Clementine say with a young smile as she dash out of the room. Rose smile then fell from her face as she look outside and see birds flying, she wish that she was those birds, flying without a care of the world, go wherever she pleases and no one telling her what to do....But that dream seems far away at this point. The birds start wising their morning songs, Rose doesn't the songs, they are rather peaceful actually but they do sound annoying this morning. It's almost like they are saying-
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[h1][center]"MISSIONNNNNN!"[/center][/h1]

From the loud yell from her roommate and smacking something with a hammer, Rose jump out of her bunk bed and fall on to the hard floor, follow by groaning in pain, this is her mornings now. 

Rose lay on the floor for about two or three minutes, trying to ease the pain from her body, mostly her face, she wouldn't be surprise if someone would come in here and think that she is unconscious...or dead. What would her new crewmates would do to her body if she did die here, would they held a funeral? Saying something like "Alas! Poor Rose, I knew her not so well."? With her tombstone saying "Here lies Rose, A rookie to a nobody who died"? Rose shake her head, she got to stop thinking about those bad scenarios, they would probably give her wrinkles.

Rose finally got off the floor, already late to her first mission meeting. Rose open her closet, seeing that her clothes are mix up with her roommate clothes, with a sigh, she dig up to find her black sleeveless high collar shirt and black pant. Before heading out, she look at herself in the mirror with stern expression and takes a deep breath "Ok...First day, first mission. Be prepared, Rose. Expecting the unexpected" Rose say to herself as she fix her short black hair. With nod of determination, Rose heads out of her room...Only to find her roommate opening the door. "Oh! Um, Hey Ana. I was just getting ready, did you sleep good last night? I didn't wake you up did I?" Even though she was wearing socks during lights out, Rose hopes that she didn't make a bad first impression toward her crewmate.