Aria Stone.
"Aria, sweetheart time to get up." My dad's voice comes from outside my door.
I groan loudly and give the door the finger. I turn onto my stomach and put a pillow over my head. "Ten minutes dad!" I tell him loudly.
A sigh is let out and he knocks again telling me he's leaving. "Five minutes or I send your mother up here." Dad warns.
I yawn and finally sit up and rub my eyes with the back of my hands. I let my arms drop down and I look out of my window with the curtain half open so there's light coming through. I shield my eyes and get up and stretch so my entire body shakes.
I head to my bathroom, turn on the shower and while it's heating up, I use the bathroom and take my hair out of the ponytail I had it in. Grabbing a towel from the cupboard, I put it down on the floor and strip down and hop in the shower.
Ten minutes later, I'm wrapping my body in the cotton towel and brush my teeth. While doing that, I grab my phone and turn on music and dance around while holding the towel. When the song finishes, I wipe the condensation off the mirror and spit the toothpaste out of my mouth.
When I'm finished I grab my makeup-aka my mascara- and apply that when I have my face dry and moisturised.
When I'm finally done in my bathroom, I check my phone for the time and see that it's seven thirty and need to hurry up.
Quickly, I go to my dresser and pick out a simple outfit that I think will look good and put that on 'cause I simply, do not give a single shit what my parents are going to say.
Putting my bra and panties on, I grab my black sweatpants and white t-shirt and put them on. In case it gets cold I grab the black hoodie that goes with the sweatpants.
Once I have most of my outfit done, I quickly put my hair into a messy bun on the top of my head and pull out the baby hairs so it makes me face look nicer. Once I'm satisfied I smile at myself and give me the cringiest finger guns and take a quick photo of the outfit and head downstairs.
Once I'm in the kitchen, Dad is on a barstool sipping coffee and reading the newspaper while Mom is by the stove what looks like is making bacon.
I hop up in a barstool beside Dad and lean my head on his shoulder. His head turns down towards me and gives me a smile while placing a kiss in my hair. "Morning sweetheart."
Mom turns around and faces me and comes over to give me a kiss on the cheek. "Morning Aria." She greets before heading back to the stove. "Ready for your first day back at school?" She asks while getting the rest of breakfast together.
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