Coleman - 6:35 am
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
'This is not my alarm! Honestly, mom must have changed it.'
"Argh!" I growled, rolling out of bed and turning off the alarm. I blindly stumbled towards the bathroom, running into the wall.
I glared at it and looked for my bathroom.
Where the hell is it?
"Mom, where's my bathroom!" I yelled, pulling a pair of jeans on. Strange, I had on a pair of plaid green boxers.
That's unusual...
"Ryan, what are you talking about? She left already." A male voice called.
"What?"
"The bathroom's down the hall. Honestly, we've been living here forever, you should know where the bathroom is." I rolled my eyes and walked towards the bathroom.
I shut the door, glanced at the mirror, and went to use the bathroom when I stopped and looked back at the mirror. I stared at it.
I was staring at Ryan.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
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Ryan - 7:07 am
'Where the hell was my alarm?' I looked at my phone and it was past the time I was supposed to wake up.
Maybe I silenced it. Hmm...
I rubbed my eyes and pushed the covers back. I felt cold.
"Why am I naked?" I mumbled.
"Cole bear! Wakey wakey oh sweet brother of mine!" quickly covered myself as Megan walked in. "God, you look like shit. Put some clothes on... Actually, let me pick out your clothes today. Hmm, pink shirt, pale pink compliments your tone, grey skinnies, gay socks, Converse with stars on them, very sexy. I think th- OH NO! Rainbow boxers sound right. Now hurry," She threw her selection at me, "I need a ride to school and you're the one with the car -slash- driver license."
"Why are you in my house?"
"Aw, you're cute, Cole. I'm your sister. S.I.S.T.E.R. I currently live here, believe it or not."
"Wh-"
"Just get dressed and give me a ride. Zhere's pancakes on ze table." Megan stuck her nose up in the air and skipped out.
What the hell?
I grabbed the boxers and slipped them over my legs... which were lighter than usual.
Hmm. Must be the light.
I dressed and went into the bathroom, paying no attention to my appearance.
I did my business and went to wash my hands.
I glanced at the mirror and blinked.
"THE FUCK!!!"
I walked backwards until I landed in the shower.
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
"Coleman, are you okay?" Megan yelled, bursting into the bathroom.
"Bu- bu- WHAT?"
"Coleman, calm down!"
I breathed deeply, "I'm fine. Uh, let's go to school." I went into Coleman's room and grabbed his keys and backpack.
"You're sure acting weird, bro."
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Coleman - 7:39 am
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