Did my legs feel pain 'till now?

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I dread mornings.

Mainly because I have to wake up early and listen to my brother go on and on about something I do not care about.

Let's admit it J.J, no one wants to know that you finally beat your high-score at pacman. Or that your friend got his hair cut and 'it looks like one of those things people use when skiing to go higher'.

But today was completely different. Yesterday when I finally came home I ran into my room and I may or may have not locked myself until the next morning. This was my attempt to escape the wrath that my brother was about to unleash on me.

Like I said, today was different. No bragging, no gossiping... Hell, no noise!

My brother didn't even look at me throughout breakfast! Not. A. Single. Word.

As we came close to Starbucks I grabbed him by the arm and turned him around "What's up with you?"

"Me? Oh nothing its just, my twin sister is now dating one of my best friends without even saying a word to me AND she lied big time to me and our parents." he replied irritated.

"J.J I've apologised to mom and dad, and they accepted it, but you for some reason are being a a royal pain in my apricot!" I stomped my foot on the floor.

"What's my problem? My sister is now being called a whore, what do you think my problem is?" He turned around and walked towards our school, which was on the opposite direction of Starbucks.

I was going to turn around and apology, but I let my pride get the best of me a stormed into Starbucks.

*********

Ella and I walked to school, both of us looking around carefully for squids.

Ella was wearing cammuflage-army type shorts with a white long shirt on top. The shirt said 'get your own style'. She was also wearing a beje coloured thin jacket and her brown school bag. Her hair was messy and her hipster glasses rested on her nose.

I on the other hand was wearing a simple blue top that read 'I might be the...' And on the back it said 'D.U.F.F'. It was accompanied by a black skirt, black vans and a blue bow for my hair. My bag was a black bag with different stickers on it.

"Are you ready?" Ella asked me with a worried face.

"As I'll ever be." I replied closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

*********

The day had gone rather quickly. Never saw my brother, Ella or milkshake boy. Everyone stared and commented. I must say, whispers are not as fun as one might think.

For my last period, I had P.E which, besides what you might think, I enjoy. It helps get steam of, and obviously it makes me fit. As I changed into my P.E kit (some blue 'yoga' pants with different colour stripes at the top and a white tanktop, some white and blue Nike trainers) everyone stared at me.
I do realise I put Selena Gomez to shame with my looks, but no need for all of that!

Done with their attitude and I did what I do best, make jokes "It's so bloody hot in here. Now I know how Nandos chicken feel."

I heard a few chuckles and one or two laughs "Well ladies, we must go before Mr. Hanley decides to strip again. That weirdly hairy chest haunts my dreams" A few loud laughs came as I closed the door to the changing room.

Yes, I'm charge of the changing room problem?

*********

Basketball is amazing. But right now I'm taking a bath in my own sweat, which reminds why I don't play it often.

"C'mon Junior you usually do much better then this!" Mr.Hanley yelled, making the centre of attention. I'm only the centre of attention when I make jokes. Or when I get called up on stage. Just because I like to make jokes that the teachers don't really appreciate, doesn't mean you have to call me up on assemblies to tell other student what bad behaviour is.

Did my legs feel pain 'till now?

As I scored the last point, someone yelled my name.

Hey hey hey!
Yes I'm here. Hope you enjoyed that.
Yes, I kind of quoted Shakespeare. Problem?
Also I'm reading Romeo and Juliet in class.
Mr. Mahon (my English teacher) makes sure we learn words such as 'petrachan'. Srls when will I use that?
Any who, goodbye my beautiful grey unicorns and green lamps.


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