"Rosa," mommy calls me as I look around for somewhere to hide it from her, I looked around I was in my room, the one where she keeps my stuff but I never sleep here, she doesn't make me, and I don't want to be alone.

"Rosabelle," mommy calls again, her voice getting closer to me, I decided to hide it in the plastic teapot, the set I haven't had the time to play with yet.

"Yes, mommy?" I say, smiling innocently at her, she had me dressed in my school uniform and almost ready to leave, but she made the mistake of turning her back to me, giving me time to slip away.

"Where did you go?" she says holding my hand and starting the walk back toward her room, getting my school bag, she fussed over me one last time, I tried to squirm and hide the fact that something was missing from my uniform.

"Where did your pacifier go?" she asks me, and I simply shrug, I don't like it and she keeps one clipped to my clothes the whole time.

"Nu know," I lie, I have torn it away.

"Pup, do I need to use one that wouldn't come out?" she asks me and I growled lowly at her, don't want it, don't need it, and don't like it.

"Growl at me again and I'll punish you," she warns me, but times out don't scare me, I growled again, this time showing her my teeth, I didn't have fangs although I'd really like to have one to be really scary.

"Rosabelle," she scolds landing a slap to my thigh, that wasn't a timeout.

"Nu want it!" I growl at her but that didn't go well with her, she turned me around, bending me from my waist, pulling my skirt up, and landing three quick slaps to my bum.

"Aowiii!" I yell at the fact she slapped my bum, I don't like being spanked, it's not nice at all! She fixed my clothes and went to get another pacifier clip as I stood there sniffling, she clipped the new one to my clothes and carried me out of the house, I had milky for breakfast today and this time I didn't fall asleep. Once set in the car seat, she tried to put the stupid pacifier into my mouth, but I don't like it, I tried spitting it off, but she set it in my mouth again, holding it against my lips until I agreed to keep it in. It just feels weird, when I'm really sad or sleepy, it helps me fall asleep, but when I'm awake and around others, I don't like it, it's embarrassing.

"Don't fall, asleep sweetie, we got school," she remind me, I just nod, I'm awake, I'm awake! Soon we made it to school and she held my hand as we walked in toward my class, Miss Blair's class, but I could object and go to her class, but around her, I can't pull my pacifier away, instead, I need to be on my own.

"Bye mommy," I say to her waving bye, she kissed my cheeks before leaving, and I turned to Rila before the class started, pointing to the stupid clip.

"That's the more hard one to get off," Rila says, she doesn't use one all the time, she got one in her bag and uses it for sleepy time only.

"Help me," I groan, I want it off, Rila tried to mess with it, but the stupid thing wouldn't get off.

"Girls," Miss Blair calls us and we go back to paying her attention, not many of the littles have a pacifier clipped to their shirts, only the younger ones, and I hate being super young people make fun of babies, even if you're a little.

My next class was my pet class, with Miss Dakota, who's a pet just like me, she's a full pet, when I'm not, the whole class is learning how to do tricks, except me, I had to sit up front where my teacher can keep an eye on me.

"Miss Dakota," I call her doing my best puppy eyes, she doesn't know much about littles, she only teaches me about my pet side.

"Yes, pup? You need anything?" she asks me, I did need help, I nod until she gets closer to me, she always gives me extra attention since I'm a young puppy.

"Can you take this off?" I asked her pointing to the clip, doing my best to hide the pacifier, not showing her that I use it.

"Why take it off?" Miss Dakota asks me looking at the clip confused.

"It poking me," I lie until she agrees to take it off, placing it in my bag, my tail starts to wiggle happily, it's a thing we learned here, how to move our tail when we're happy or let it down when sad.

"Good puppy," Miss Dakota praises me making my tail move even more.