Chapter 3

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It was 9:30am when I woke up. After spending some more precious minutes on my bed I finally stood up yawning. I couldn't remember what I dreamed about, or if I even had a dream I just have the constant feeling that I lost something, or someone.

Lost in my thoughts I walked to my bathroom, I tried opening the door but for my infortune it was locked. I let out a groan. To my bad luck I had to share a bathroom with my older sister Zoe. 'I hate this new house' I thought while banging my fist on the wooden door.

-Zoe!!! Please hurry I need to use the bathroom too!- I said leaning against the wall with my arms crossed.

-I'll get out in a minute! Don't interrupt my beauty session!- She yell from inside the bathroom as I heard what could only be the sound of makeup falling to the floor followed by a yelp.

I sigh in frustration, I have been waiting five minutes for her to get out of the bathroom her 'beauty sessions' was taking too long. This has been the same for like three years now, her long times in the bathroom but I hadn't really mind I had my own bathroom, I guess I could go to my parents or my brothers bathroom but I needed my stuff. Even though Zoe wont admit it she's nervous about or first day at River High, she said first impressions are the most important and had almost fainted when I pointed out that she had a new pimple on her nose. I don't really care about making a good first impression.... 'well ok I do, but who doesn't?' I do want to make a good first impression but I'm more the type of girl who just walks in and sees who she can talk to. But Zoe is exaggerating, she wants to be one of the populars, she has always wanted to but she always ended up being In the middle, not popular but not a looser.

Then the idea came in. I finally knew how to make Zoe get out of the bathroom, I had to apply the old trick. I smile to myself as I took a deep breath and yelled.

-Zoe! Hurry! One direction is in the tv!!- I hope I sounded convincing enough. But it seems it work wonderfully, I step aside as my sister opened the door abruptly the door slamming hard against the wall I had just been leaning against I thank myself for getting away. She started running downstairs like if it was the end of the world with her hairbrush still stock on her hair. I hurried into the bathroom and lock the door behind me.

I grin with victory as I took my toothbrush out of the small drawer below the sink. While I brushed my teeth I heard my sister knocking at the door furiously.

-Allison!!!! I'm going to kill you! How dare you?! 1D wasn't even in the tv!!!- She said yelling outside the door, she did sound pissed.

-Your beauty sessions was taking too long!- I exclaim, my voice sounding muffled by the toothpaste in my mouth. -I'm almost done!".

I brush my black hair quickly ignoring my sister pounding in the door. As I opened the door and step outside I brace myself for an angry push but I just found an angry Zoe, she shoot me a glare and step in the bathroom shutting the door close with such force that lamp above me move shook, for a moment I feared it would fall but it didn't.

My sister is really different from me, she cares about what other people might think of her and she changes depending on what's on trend. She and I used to have the same wavy black hair but she dyed it blonde on the tips. My mom was furious at her at first but then did agree on letting her keep it that way. My dad on the other hand still didn't like it. We used to look so much alike that some people even asked if we were twins. Same blue bright eyes, black hair, and pale skin. Now we have both changed, she is more tanned now, from days spend at the beach, she is shorter than me now and we don't look so much as siblings anymore, we might as well pass as friends. The only thing that hasn't changed is our eyes, they are still the same color.

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