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Alex POV
"Alex!!!!, what are you still doing in your room, get out now! You have work to do!" I heard Evelyn say. And I groaned inwardly.
Its been a while I clashed with her, she's mostly out these days, I think she's dating someone but who would be crazy enough to date her. Well I just hope she finds happiness so that she wouldn't have to be so miserable all the time.
I forcefully helped myself out of bed and headed straight to my bathroom. I brushed my mouth quickly before having a cold shower. Our water heater stopped working a long time ago so its been cold baths ever since.
I dried myself up and put on my clothes really fast, the cold was starting to get to me. I know my clothes aren't the most fashionable in town but at least they fit me well . I kept wandering up and down looking for my shoes.
"Ah ha found you!" I say excitedly with relief.
About my shoes, its nothing fancy or anything, just my everyday regular worn out ankle boots, I don't think I can ever part with it, its been there for me through thick and thin, through storms and sunshine, through mud and snow. You see we're like family and I even named it fuzzy.
Oh how I love my fuzzy old boots. I chuckled on my own joke.
I was in the middle of combing through my long hair when I heard a loud thud on my door, which got me scowling.
'What the hell do they want now?' I mentally ask myself as if I didn't know what. 'Chores'.
I didn't respond to the loud thud which resulted in a louder bang on the door. I quickly dropped my hair brush and stood closely by the door grasping the door knob.
I was contemplating whether to open it or not.
I was expecting another bang on the door but then I swiftly opened the door which I regretted immediately because a really strong hand landed on my face and I fell on my butt. 'Great now I'm going to work today with a bruise'.
"Ow!!, what is wrong with you?!" I yelped while still sitting on the floor with my hand on my cheeks just slightly away from my nose.
"What is wrong with me?, What is wrong with YOU!!, I've been knocking for almost a century out here, surprised I didn't even grow Grey hairs just waiting for you to open the damn door!" my very own bully of a foster brother, Mitch, said looking down at me.
"You weren't knocking, you were hitting the door like a deranged wild animal" I mutted under my breath.
"What was that?!" he said which such rage. Oh no I think he heard me.
" I said you could've given me a minute to open the door" I quickly rephrased that because I didn't really want to add another bruise collection to my already bruised face.
"It better be what you said " He said obviously knowing it wasn't what I said. I simply nodded and waited for him to say exactly what he wanted.
"Anyways I was beginning to grow old out there waiting for my breakfast. Are you going to get to it or what!?"
"I was planning on it before you came in" i said bluntly
P.S still sitting on the floor.
"Well hurry up!!! Will you!, I'm getting fed up! And you know what happens when I get fed up!" He roared again. Seriously i don't know why he can't speak without shouting.
"Sure. Sorry " i said and got up from the floor. Then he finally left.
"Phew, I'm getting tired of this "
I said to myself and left my room to kitchen with my shoulders down.
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THE IDENTICAL TWINS
Teen FictionMeet Alex The weird social loner that struggles to survive on her own, she lives in a foster home with five other kids, some of them doesn't seem to make life any easier for her. She has only one friend, her best friend who is more like a sister to...
