Kayla groaned, annoyed, as her alarm went off. Lazily, she reached over, and hit the snooze button, and made a valiant attempt to go back to sleep. She didn't have that kind of luck. "Get up, sleepyhead!" her dad yelled from downstairs. She groaned louder, and flipped over in the bed, pulling one of the fluffyest pillows over her head. "I mean now," he said from the base of the stairs that led up to her room. Kayla's pillow levitated off of her head, and onto the floor across the room, soon followed by the rest of them. "Alright, alright, I'm up! I'm up!" she yelled, grumpily, getting out of bed, and stumbling over to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind her, Kayla walked over to the shower, and turned it on. Sliding out of the boxers and tank top she was wearing, Kayla stepped into the warm water. Mmm she thought, closing her eyes, and sticking her head under the flow of the water. After washing her hair, Kayla stepped out of the shower, careful not to slip on the linolium floor, as the water dripped down her body. She reached for a towel, and wrapped it around her as she walked back into her room, and over to her dresser. Fishing through the drawers, she pulled out a pink shirt that said 'Drama Queen' across the front, black mini, bra and panties. After slipping them on, she walked over to her closet, and picked herself out a pair of black, knee-high boots. Kayla pulled them on, and then picked up a wand, muttering a spell to straighten her hair. When she was finished, she set it down on her bedside table, and sat on her bed, gazing around the room. "Won't be long now," she muttered. The tantalizing smell of bacon wafted up the stairs from the kitchen, and Kayla sniffed the air hungrily, getting up, and following the scent to its source. At the bottom of the stairs, Kayla's cat, Tigger, rubbed around her ankles, mewing softly. Pleadingly. She smiled, and reached down, and rubbed Tigger's soft orange fur, behind his ears. He mewed again, affectionatly, and rubbed around her ankles again. Kayla looked to make sure that her dad wasn't looking, before quickly plucking a peice of bacon out of the frying pan, and tossing it to Tigger, who caught it in his mouth, and scarfed it down happily. "Kayla, you know what I said about feeding him bacon," her dad scolded. She rolled her eyes, and picked up another peice of bacon, and nibbled on it, while pouring herself a glass of milk. Kayla leaned against the counter, and sipped her milk thoughtfully, and looked around the kitchen. No, not long now, she thought. Her glass still half full, she set it onto the counter, and went back up to her room. For a minute, Kayla stood in the doorway, with her arms crossed, before crossing to her bed, and pulling out her trunk from underneath. With a grunt, she hoisted it onto the bed, and collapsed beside it. She looked around one last time, before laying down, and dozing off. Kayla couldn't have been asleep for more than 10 minutes, before she found herself being shaken awake by her dad. "Get up! Get up! You're going to miss your train!" he yelled, before grabbing your trunk, and hauling it downstairs quickly. She ran her hands through her hair, grabbed her wand, and ran down the stairs after him. "Come on, Tigger!" she called, and the cat trotted outside behind her. Kayla's dad was just shutting the trunk on the car, when she got in the front seat, and Tigger lept up onto her lap. She closed the door with a light 'thunk' as her dad slid into the drivers seat, and started the engine. A minute later, they were off down the lane, towards the train station.