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Laura's POV (Marie's)

It's the morning and it is a brand new start of our new house, new life and yes my name is Marie now but Vanessa still calls me by my fist name. I got up from my bed and walked to my cupboard which I unpacked from my suitcase's and choose black jeans, grey cardigan, grey vans and a black hair tie for my hair. I quietly walked to the bathroom, got undressed locking the door as well and got dressed with my day clothes on for a new day oh I nearly forgot to show you what the bathroom looked like and it's so cute and small not like our one in California which was massive. I turned off the light and tipped toed back in my room getting my Vans on and walking to the mirror in our room to do my hair up half up half down, I love it like that it's not to big and stylish but its quick and easy on a day like this.

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I looked around and saw Ness still asleep on the other side of the room, yes we share a room now which is nice because I miss our days sharing a room together when we were younger

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I looked around and saw Ness still asleep on the other side of the room, yes we share a room now which is nice because I miss our days sharing a room together when we were younger. I finished my hair, I walked over to the door opening it quietly trying not to wake Vanessa up. I walked downstairs not shutting the our bedroom door behind me.

Once I got downstairs right in front of me is the front door, and its quite amazing how nice it looks pictures of our memories at our last house and some other pictures which we took from our other house

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Once I got downstairs right in front of me is the front door, and its quite amazing how nice it looks pictures of our memories at our last house and some other pictures which we took from our other house. I turned to the right going to the side coming towards the kitchen.

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