Once Upon A Mind-numbingly Mediocre Morning

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Once Upon a Mind-numbingly Mediocre Morning

It was a particularly bleak view that greeted Jemima when she woke from an exceptionally uninspiring dream and ripped apart her curtains. Groaning both inwardly and outwardly at the prospect of another nondescript, uneventful day at school, she wrenched open her door and stomped downstairs.

"Morning, love" sang her mother in contradicting bright tones, placing a plate of toast (lightly done and smothered in jam) in front of her first-born.

Jemima grumbled under her breath, threw herself into a chair, and proceeded to stuff the toast down her throat.

When she had finished, Jemima turned to her mother and said grumpily, "I need money for lunch today."

"I gave you money at the weekend!" replied her mother, her bright tones becoming steadily exasperated. "You can't have spent it all already..."

She received a long stare.

"I needed new jeans."

"You spent SIXTY POUNDS on JEANS?!"

Jemima groaned again. "Fine, I'll starve," she moaned and stomped back upstairs to get dressed.

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Forty minutes later found Jemima ringing the bell of an