Monday
I woke up to the gentle breeze hitting my forehead forcing my eyes awake, I must have forgotten to shut my window last night. I eternally groan remembering I have school, however I've got cheer after school and soccer at lunch, so it makes the day all a bit better, dad leaves in a day which means I'll be free to do whatever I want. I walk downstairs in my current outfit which is sweatpants and a hoodie that I fell asleep in last night, and to no surprise at all, all my family were currently laughing and smiling around the kitchen island and just ignored the fact I was even there, I walked to the fridge, and grabbed some raspberries, apple slices and grapes before putting them in a tub to take to school, usually I would have done it the night before but I couldn't so I'm doing it now.
And I was quite content on doing it now until one of my brothers noticed me, "Grace?" He says warily, but I just ignore him, I'm angry at all of them but especially him, "come on grace, stop being a baby, Luke had to tell dad, it's not his fault" Tommy says that stupid smirk I could feel burning into the back of my head, it looks weird that I'm just stood here I should do something, so I grab the apple juice out of the fridge and pour it into my cup with the straw, "are you not going to eat breakfast?" Tyler suddenly speaks up, and I visibly tense, I didn't even know he was in here, I soon regain my stance, "I don't eat breakfast" I say before going to walk up the stairs, my thoughts remained on Tyler, why is he still here?, is he going back to university?, if he stays it'll be a lot harder for me to get away with stuff.
As I walked into my room I looked at the brand new alarm clock Elle must have put in here yesterday and realising I was going to be late I made a run for my walk in closet, I threw on a pair of sweatpants and a cropped colour block blue and white cropped top, picking my Nike air forces off the shelf and putting them on. I go to leave the room before remembering my bag, I pack my soccer kit with my boots and cheer leading outfit with my pom-poms stuffing them into my bag with my little fruit box and water bottle.
I hear Elle start yelling for me to hurry up, and I ran down the stair my white backpack in hand, I reached for the door handle pulling it open before the door shut again from above me, "what the hell" I groan in obvious annoyance, "does your school not have a dress code?" Dean says peering down at me, what? "Of course they do dean, now let me go, I'm gonna be late" I say trying to open the door but he just stands in-front of it.
"is that boy at your school?" He asks surprisingly calm, "yeah why?" I ask coldly, wishing he'd just let me leave, "Put this on" he picks chases blue hoodie of the counter, "no, I need to go, I'm gonna be late" I say trying to push past him, "your not leaving till you put this on" he states and I groan in very clear annoyance, "this is ridiculous" I say putting the hoodie over my head and pulling my arms through, he steps out of the way and I run out to see elles car has gone.
"your joking" I yell, and walk back inside, looks like I'm not going to school, "Grace, what are you still doing here?" Tyler asks me as he walks down the stairs, "dean wouldn't let me leave until I put chases hoodie on and so Elle left without me and the bus left over half an hour ago so I'm not going to school" I say in a huff crossing my arms, I know I looked like a pouty toddler right now but I was angry at dean for not letting me leave when I needed to.
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Teen Fiction"𝖒𝖊?, 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘?, 𝖎 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗" - 14 year old Grace Athena kingston has older brothers who never noticed her until now, and a sister who would give anything up for her in a heartbeat, watch as she desperately tries t...