I can already tell today's not going to be a good day. My alarm clock didn't even wake me up, I was way to scared to sleep for what's going to happen today. I take my I-Pod into the bathroom with me and place it on the I-Home and Kesha starts blaring.
'NOW DON'T EVEN TRY TO DENY, WE'RE BOTH GOING HOME SATISFIED'
I rush to turn it down before anyone hears it but too late. I turn it down and move back to the mirror as I see my cousin, Anthony, standing in the doorway.
" Already all shaky and nervous and we haven't even gotten to school I see," Anthony chuckles. There's nothing I hate more than mornings with Anthony.
He's already dressed and ready to go, in some dark denim pants, his football jersey with a large maroon 23 on the front, and some black nikes.
I was just about to close the door to take my shower as he squeezes in, shuts the door behind him, and pushes his body onto mine. Running his fingers threw my hair he whispers in my ear, " Do I make you nervous ?"
My heart is beating a mile a minute as I reply, "No ?" He grabs my thighs and lifts he onto the counter but I shove him away. He's such a freak in the mornings.
"There's no need for shoving your favorite cousin." he snaps as his eyes don't leave mine.
He then leaves, slamming the bathroom door behind him. I don't understand why he does what he does. We may not be blood related but he can't try feeling me up ever morning he catches me in the bathroom.
