Unlike Evelyn’s, my morning routine was simple. All I needed to do was take my bath, throw on a dress, eat and head for school. I had no reputation to keep. Evelyn’s mornings were even more stressful than the rest of her whole day because she wanted to look very good. She had no idea how good looking she was and didn’t need to stress. She was effortlessly beautiful.

Well, my whole point is that, I don’t go to school with Evy or I would be late which I dare not. If I wanted to get to my safe ‘haven’ of peace which was none other than the school basement,...