Chapter 97

I went to my vanity table and sat looking in the mirror for a while. The red dot of a pimple was still on my forehead; like being petite wasn't enough. The textbooks were still in my bag, in front of me as they sat on the desk where I had left them. I sighed and took one out. I tried reading the name on the cover but the natural night light wasn't good for reading so I turned on my table lamp.