Cherry crush

Tear drops fallin'

I wake up to my alarm and hit the snooze button. It feels like five seconds pass until my alarm goes off AGAIN. I grunt and throw my alarm clock across my room. I wrap myself around my sheets a few times and then accidentally role off of my bed and fall onto the ground. That's pretty much how I wake up every other day. I walk over to my closet not knowing what to wear. I pick out a cream colored floral sweater with black leggings and moccasins. I head into the bathroom and start the hot shower. I feel the hot water trickle down my back. After I'm done I step out and dry myself with towels and blow dry my hair. When my hair is dry I slick it back into a messy bun. I brush my teeth and sigh as I stare at my braces "two more months until I get these things off." I smirk
I splash my face with some cold water and then I go to makeup. I usually just use one or two coats of mascara and a little bit of lipgloss. I throw on my clothes and look into the mirror. I feel so fresh and clean and I gracefully step out of the bathroom to realize that my entire family was waiting from outside. They all looked tired and irritated.
"You were in there for one hour!" My youngest brother Carter whines...he's only three
"Really!? Wow. It all seemed like 30 seconds to me!" I chuckle as I start walking downstairs
"Actually, you were in there for 1 hour and 45 minutes." My smart ass sister says
"Congratulations, you can do math." I roll my eyes. That was Nyomi my 13 year old sister
"Lydia, be nice to your sister!" My father says
"She started it! Also why couldn't you guys just use your own bathrooms!" I say trying not to raise my voice
"Because the plumbing has been going crazy! Your bathroom is the only one that works without overflowing!" My mother says
"Whatever." I mutter
"What was that?" My mother asks
"Um..nothing!" I say
I never talk back to my parents or yell at them. I guess you could say I'm kind of a wimp. *sigh*
I walk down the stairs and get myself some pop tarts. As I'm on my phone scrolling through Tumblr, I get a FaceTime request from "Justinishot101@gmail.com"
"I wonder who that could be." I mutter to myself. Should I answer? Why not..
I hit the answer button
"Hey princess." Justin says. He's sitting on his bed shirtless...wow I never knew he had a six pack...he's so muscular...NO. He's not. He's ugly, rude, immature, and stupid.
"Why did you request to FaceTime me?" I ask
"Why did you answer?" He asks
"Because I wanted to see why you wanted to FaceTime me. Duh." I say taking a bite out of my strawberry pop tart.
"Listen, I need to ask you something." He says looking a little bit nervous...he's a little cute when he's nervous..
"Well what is it? Hurry up!" I say
"Can I copy off of your science homework?" He asks
"NO." I yell "DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN JUST USE ME LIKE THAT!?" I yell
"Well...yeah I mean you let people walk all over you and use you all the time! It's like you're not even your own person!" He says
My eyes start to sting with tears.
"Woah are you okay?" He says as his eyes widen
I don't even respond. I simply just hang up on him.
I stare at my pop tart. I'm honestly not even hungry anymore. I pick up my book bag and start walking to school. I guess I must've been really upset because tears started rolling down my cheeks.