Little sister

The Hit

Hazel was the youngest child out of her family. She had an older brother Damon, and an older sister Rose. Damon was the oldest child and always had his friends around. Same with Rose. They live in a big mansion like house in a rich neighborhood. Hazel dances, plays the violin, and sings which gets very chaotic and stressful.

I had just gotten out of dance and it was dark outside. I had a zip up over my tight and leotard. With
My Ugg boots and dance bag in hand I wait outside my studio. Damon was supposed to pick me up and we got in a fight before I left this afternoon. It's freezing out as the fall breeze brushes past me I cross my arms over my stomach .

After 15 minutes Damon finally pulls up and I open the passenger seat to see him and all his friends in the car. One of his friends Jaxon was in the passenger seat and I roll my eyes and open the back door and have to squeeze between 2 more of Damon's friends. Alexander and Caleb.

"You know you're 20 minutes late!" I say annoyed. "Ya I know why does it matter?" He says over his obnoxiously loud rap music. "I have tons of homework and I haven't ate since lunch! Plus it's like 40 degrees outside." I say very annoyed and he just smirks at me. "Tough luck. Shouldn't have yelled at me before you left today." He says still smirking. "My friends are staying over tonight so don't go in the living room." He says pulling into the drive way. "I have to practice my violin in there. Faccia da cazzo ritardata!" I yell exhausted and just straight up annoyed. (Our parents are Italian and thought us). "DON'T fuckking call me that Hazel" Damon say annoyed before he reaches back and slaps me in the face.

I look back at him shocked he never hits me out of anger like that often; plus around his friends. His friends just get out of the car and I follow them inside I rush up to my room and lock myself in my bathroom. I'm just so tired. I start to sob. "I hate dance! I don't like the violin! I hate singing!" I say to myself as I cry. I've lost passion for my favorite things since my parents force me to do so much I never get a break.

I finally pull my self together and get in the shower. I get out and change do skincare and brush my hair before I go down to eat dinner. I walk into the kitchen. "Mom where is my dinner!" I yell for her. "Mom and dad went out to eat and me and Damon got pizza so you're gonna have to make something." Rose says walking down the stairs to grab a water. Making dinner is the least thing I want to do right now. "It's really not that big of a deal Hazel your 13 you can make something." Rose says. I roll my eyes and just walk up the stairs still exhausted. "I guess I'm starving tonight" I think to myself before I go lay down in my bed and fall asleep.