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"Oh dear, oh dear! I'm late!" It was about 8:45pm on a school night, which is past curfew. It's not easy to balance that out when you go to a strict catholic boarding school. "Oh my goodness, I'm gonna get in so much trouble if they find out!" Aeliana bee-lined for the entrance of her nearby bookstore, nearly falling on her face when she stumbled over the threshold of the doors. She held the rented books tightly to her chest, pushing her short caramel-brown hair behind her ear as the cold air blew in her face, stinging her sensitive skin and making her nose wrinkle up. She stopped outside of the bookstore for a moment to catch her breath and regain her composure, and then began her walk back to the school. 'I really hope the doors weren't locked, I don't think I could last out here with the outfit I'm wearing,' she thought while scanning the streets, watching the shadows of other people walk into the light of the streetlamps. She wasn't anticipating the cool night, wearing a white button-up with a beige vest over it and a dark blue short skirt with a pair of tan tights underneath, and some mid-calf white socks and her school-required slip-on shoes.

Aeliana's parents sent her off to a boarding school at about 15, and she hasn't really known any other kind of school. With her sister off to London to study popular fashion, her parents didn't really know what to do, and because they were strapped down with still having Aeliana in the house, they paid for a prestigious catholic college, and sent her away. Now being 19, she hasn't seen her parents since that time, and has become accustomed to the lifestyle in her school, and rather enjoying i after being there for so long. She didn't have many friends, but she was always busy, and never had time for people anyways. She was always working in the cat haven about 15 minutes away from her school, and visiting the bookstores to study her own culture. The outside world is more of a mystery to her than any average 19-year-old, but she never really deemed it necessary to worry about.

Passing about 3 blocks or so, she was brought to a stop under a street lamp on the corner. She opened the book on top of her pile and scanned down the page she opened to; yet another Romanian book rented from the library, chocked full with beautiful Roman attire typically owned by social elites in the society, and architecture with Roman influence. Aeliana put her finger on the page and her eyes skimmed left and right, reading a small chunk of text explaining a building that has now been broken down with time passed, and another image showing it as if it was whole again; her head tilted as she kept reading, mouthing the words silently while waiting for her right of way.

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