The Secret Door

Secret door...

Sadly, it was an ordinary day. The same one that seems to occur in my life forever. Or at least that's what I thought.

I woke up and smelt the same smell as every other morning. It was moms very famous eggs and bacon breakfast. As soon as I stood up I fell right back on my butt. I should have known, it was my sisters skateboard. She was such a fanatic about tony hawk. If you said as much as a little bad thing about him she would go completely insane. I finally came back to my senses and stood up. I headed to the door, with my eyes half closed. I reached to grab the door knob and fell right onto the toilet. Just what I wanted, pajamas that smelled like my dogs breath. Jojo is her name, lets just say she likes water that she can reach. Other than that she was the sweetest thing on earth, that is unless my fantasy boyfriend appeared and gave me flowers. But of course, we all knew that was never going to happen. Now back to the real world, I washed my face, freshened up, and then got dressed. Today I was wearing a tank top, a cardigan, a scarf, some black skinny jeans, and black and purple Osiris. My perfect outfit. Now for the creature of its own, my hair. It took me almost two hours to just brush that mess. But today I just put it up into a bun.

As mom greeted me into the fairly small dining room table. I was lost in my thoughts. Just because today was the day I got my report card. Unfortunately, I had a failing grade in math, the last time I checked. Algebra 2 was the hardest thing in the world. Who knew math had so much letters in it. But I didn't want to mention anything to mom yet. As far as I know mom doesn't know a thing. Anyways mom added something special to her famous breakfast which wasn't like her at all. I had a feeling, and not a good one. Could it be, does she know something. I am not sure for now but I'll have to find out.

I got onto the bus and sat exactly in the third one down on the right side. Yes I know I am very precise on where I choose to sit. A couple stops after mine was my best friends stop. Her name was Jessa. The most extraordinary friend you could ever have. She always sat next to me, and whenever she would be in a grumpy mood I do this thing with my eyes that just cheers her up. Today was one of those days. The window next to me was slightly put down and I could feel that soft breeze scatter across my face. I was ready for today I could just feel it.