<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/sJ0LFLO.jpg?1)</div><hr/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Penny Walker<br/><strong>Setting:</strong>Junior Hall<br/><strong>Company:</strong>No One<br/><strong>Apparel:</strong>I'm cute af (https://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=236769891)<br/><strong>Event:</strong>Time for school!<br/><hr/><hr/><strong>"Mmmm...mm! Ugh. Good morning sun; why are you up so early? Why do you hate me?"</strong>Penny lay sprawled out in bed as the sun streamed through her window. It was just her luck that her bedroom window faced east, meaning that when the sun came up, it hit her full in the face. At least the school year was almost over! Then it was summer break and music camp and all sorts of fun! Penny's parents were both classically trained musicians and they'd done everything they could to make sure their daughter followed in their footsteps. While she wasn't much of a singer like her father was, and she couldn't play a woodwind to save her life like her mother could, Penny did have a knack for stringed instruments. The piano had been her first, and then the violin, where her strongest talents were. She was teaching herself the harp these days too, just because it seemed like something neat to know.<br/><br/>Her parents were out of town; her mother was part of a local orchestra that often travelled out of town for performances, and her father went with for moral support. That left just Penny and the Walker family's many cats, five in total, in their house. She fed the felines first, so that they wouldn't make eyes at her while she was eating her own breakfast. It was foggy and chill out despite being almost summer; that put a bit of a dmaper on her morning. Damp weather always made her hair so frizzy and poofy and hard to control! Penny fought with it for most of the morning before giving up and just tying the entire mass back in a messy bun atop her head. Fighting with her hair had left her with hardly any time for breakfast. Since she was in a crunch for time, Penny ended up being lazy and just stopping at a coffeeshop near the school for food.<br/><br/>Latte in one hand, cone in the other, and violin case tucked under her arm, Penny pushed the school's main door open with her shoulder.