BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
My alarm clock was motivated to get me up at a decent time and on the school bus. I bitterly slapped the sleep button and closed my eyes.
My name is Alex. I am 13 years old, and have to wake up to an empty apartment to get my self up, dressed, and on the school bus before it runs. I have wavy dirty blonde hair and sea water blue eyes. My mom says they're that color because of my father. I've never met him, nor have I seen pictures.
This morning was like any other except... "Alex! Get your filthy ass up before the bus runs. I am not going to take you to school!" Shit. Anthony was here. Anthony I'd my mom's latest boyfriend. And he's the ass, not me. I don't trust him and he doesn't trust me, one of the best boyfriend-daughter relationships yet.
I rolled over, not realizing that I was at the edge of the bed. "Oof!" Ouch. I fell.
"Shut up!" Anthony yelled from the living room. What the hell did I do?
I pulled myself up and rubbed my sleepy eyes.
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