NAME:  Jessica Reynolds<br/>ROLE IN SCHOOL:  Student<br/>TIME OF DAY:  Morning<br/>LOCATION: Cafeteria/Math<br/>TAGGING: First Day<br/><br/>(Going ahead and moving on to morning with the rest of you guys since I don't have anything else to do during sunday night.)<br/><br/>Privacy...you never realize how important it is until it's gone. The sudden realization of what the rest of the year was going to be like in this school came barreling down on Jessica when she awoke in the morning. She was going to have to share everything; the room, the bathroom, and not to mention the communal microwave located in the common room at the end of the hall. It all just made her even more hopelessly homesick. She wanted her own bed back, her own bathroom, and gosh dang it, her own microwave. It wasn't like she could just not take a shower every morning though, so she quietly packed up her things and a change of clothes and made her way down the hall to the bathroom.<br/><br/>After dealing with the alien experience of going about her morning routine in the company of complete strangers, Jessica makes her way down to the cafeteria to get an early breakfast. She definitely wasn't used to getting up early enough for breakfast; it was usually hard enough to get her to wake up in time for school much less breakfast. The anxiety she was feeling did a great job of keeping her awake all night though. Jessica takes pretty much one of everything offered to her and finds a table where she can be alone- not because she was feeling shy but because the lack of sleep left her feeling more like throwing a cup of coffee in someone's face rather than making polite conversation.<br/><br/>Breakfast went by uneventfully. As she finished, Jessica pulled out her cellphone, staring at her reflection in the black screen and frowning at how terrible she looked. With a sigh, she turned it on to check the time. 6:45 already? Oh great...she had to be in class in fifteen minutes. And not just any class...but math class. Whose cruel idea was it to have each new day greet her with a heaping pile of that crap? Just another lovely thing to add onto the growing list of reasons why she hated this place. Jessica sighs in disgust as she grabs her backpack and throws it onto her shoulder. It was going to be a long day.