I have to stop doing this.

The purple clock in my bedroom says it's currently 3:00 AM, but then again, the clock is one hour late, making my situation even worse.

It's not the first time I've pulled an all-nighter to get homework done, but for all the four grades I've taken, Foxfire has never been this hard. Or is it just me?

I can't really tell anymore, since it seems like my brain has stopped working. This History homework is taking so long, I swear I've been working on it for an hour now, and I'm not even done with half of it.

And it's four o'clock. In the morning.

I sigh. I'll have to deal with this in the morning. I'm 15, and unlike my friend Sophie, I need my sleep.

On the other hand, I'll get a zero if I don't turn this in by tomorrow, and I can't do it in the morning either. I know Mom and Dad are going to be furious if they find out I got a zero, but then again, they're constantly traveling. They don't have time for me anymore.

I groan, pulling my pillow over my head. I already know. Tomorrow's going to be a terrible day.

Author's Note: Hi! It's Fanta again! I apologize about the **VERY** short chapter. The next one will be Biana again, but longer this time.

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