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You wake up to the familiar sounds of birds at your window sill and your youngest sister begging you to make her breakfast. It is 6.30 am.

You jump out of bed feeling refreshed and then run downstairs into the kitchen to make breakfast. You finish breakfast and then look out of the window, observing the fact that it is very sunny outside and so therefore warm. This makes you smile as you think that you’ll be able to get away with wearing as little as possible. You run back upstairs and throw your wardrobe door open. You rifle through the hangers before selecting your denim mini skirt and the skimpiest, lowest top you can find. You then open up your drawer and rummage through it until you find your push up bra.

Having gotten ready and done your hair and make up, you look at your clock and realise that you are running slightly late, so you grab your bag and run out of the front door. You walk quickly to the bus stop, being ogled by several guys, old and young, on your way.

You make it to the bus stop with minutes to spare, you join your group of friends, including two identical twins. One of the twins starts talking to you, but never makes eye contact, too busy staring at your cleavage, which thanks to your good choice of wardrobe is now two tantalising curves of creamy flesh sitting just above your top.

The bus arrives and you climb on, showing your bus pass to the driver and then you proceed to climb the stairs, not bothered by the fact that the boys on the lower deck of the bus can see right up your skirt. You climb the remaining steps and chose a seat near the window. To entertain yourself on this half an hour journey, you open your bag and pull out one of your lad mags.

Eventually you arrive at College.