Nacelle had slept in, once she heard her land-line go crazy she groaned and turned in her half-sleep, this was no time to receive a phone call! She muttered something crazy in Afrikaans and answered the phone. It was her dad who replied to her hello. "Nacelle! Are you crazy? Why did you spend so much on fabric! And when did you become a vegetarian?!" He shouted, Nacelle thumped herself on the head and sighed. "Dad, I-" "There is no excuse for this, it is insanely stupid of you to think that you can just spend away." Nacelle cringed as her father cut her off, he was pissed. "Yes sir, bye dad, love you." She hung up with him and sighed.

After the father-daughter fiasco Nacelle was fully awake. She got up and went over to her closet where she opened it and pulled her small suitcase out. Inside were her simple clothes, she smiled an threw on her favorite jeans, and then a simple black t-shirt with a few white rhinestones running through it. She grabbed her book bag that she had never used before and headed out the door.