Chapter 1: The Beginning
I awoke in a pastel mess. There were pastels all in my bed, floor, and one in my hand. I looked up to see the drawing of a bathroom on the wall across from my bed. I widened my eyes in horror.

“What the-â€? I began. My mother cut me off.
 “Victoria! Wake up or I’m coming up!â€? she yelled from the bottom of the staircase.
 “Shoot!â€? I whispered to myself. I opened the door. “I’m awake!â€? I yelled back. I quickly pushed all the pastels under my bed. 
 “NOW!â€? My mom yelled. I heard her coming up the stairs. I panicked. I put on a robe over my messy pajamas and covered the huge picture behind the built in curtains. I quickly ran out the room and closed the door behind me. I met my mom halfway down the hall. I started humming the theme to Teletubies and skipped off.