11
The dazzling early morning sun's rays peered through the windows of the room. The curtains were already drawn aside and the warm light was upon a still sleeping Colette in pink night gown. She strained her face a little before slightly opening an eye to peer into the world outside her dreams.
"Aww, it's morning," Colette muttered. "Why's the curtain drawn, damn."
She sat up in her bed, which was just a little thinner than the medium sized bed she had back home. She also didn't receive this much sunlight to her bed in her rooms both at home and in school. Then she remembered.