Well hello. My name is Sienna Vendon, 17, about to do my tests for university in like a month. That is my main priority. University. I am married to school.
Yeah, yeah cliche as hell, smart girl then something amazing happens to her, but really, I like my life boring. Living life on the pace lane, as I like to call it. I know what I want and I intend on getting it, with school.
"Sienna gimme the milk, stop hogging it!" My brother Hail shouting at me. "Alright calm down, god damn." I huffed.
I think God purposely gave me the devil's decedent as my brother. He had dirty blonde hair, styled up and casual, blue eyes matching mine, unfortunately. He's older than me, he's almost finished college, then he'll move out and I'll be over the moon! I literally marked the date on my calendar. Can you tell I hate him?
He snatched the milk from my hand and smirked, he had the advantage, of being older and stronger. He antagonizes me. One time he put purple hair dye in my shampoo. He still has that mark on his back from the frying pan.
He was a good brother, sometimes. When I say sometimes I mean when its my birthday, so once a year I get one day to just torment him.
"bing bing." My phone sang indicating a message.
Message from Chloe:
Heeyy, So today is saturday wanna go out shopping, I need clothesssss.
I smiled at the text, because let me tell you something about Chloe, she is addicted to shopping. I swear you could drown in the amount of shoes she has. Being an only child does that to you. She had glossy light brown hair, that shimmered in the sun, (which I still don't know how it does that), and amber eyes, hell you could call her a werewolf, because her eyes are that amazing. Cheek bones chiseled by gods, she was skinny and just perfect. She is my best friend, I couldn't live without her.
"Who are you texting!Huh you're boyfriend?! MUM SIENNA HAS A BOYF-" Shouted my brother but didn't finish his sentence, since I launched from my seat and charged at him like a bull.
He fell with an "ompf". He gripped my arm and painfully twisted it around my back. "Get off me Hail, that hurts DAMN IT!" I squawked, trying to slip out of his grasp. With my other free arm I jerked it forward and it landed right on his nose. He let go of me and applied pressure to his nose, with murderous eyes he glared at me.
His nose went red, but no blood. Damn it. "I swear to God Sienna, if I get a bruise, you're going to die a slow and painful death, I have a life, girls coming after me, I can't look like this!" Roared my brother, but everything went in the ear and out the other for me. I was hysterical, laughing till I swiped at tear from under my eye.
"Aw, baby Hale thinks girls won't like him anymore, boo hoo."I sang in a child's voice. Till his anger grew in seconds. "You little!-" Hale came running at me fists in balls and clenched jaw, ready to kill me. "What on earth are you too doing?" My mum marched in with a red face. I could see Hale's nose forming a bruise, YES, result!
"Mum, Sienna punched my nose for no reason and now I have a bruise!" Accused my brother pouting his lip to look innocent. My mums eyes widened. "Sienna, what is wrong with you!" Shouted my mother. She babbled on and on how we need to stop fighting. In the end she made us clean the house to pristine.
"This is all your fault Hale, if it wasn't for you you wouldn't have that bruise and we wouldn't be cleaning." I huffed. "Quit whining and clean you two." My mum sighed while flipping through her e-mails on her phone.
Grabbing a cloth I sprayed and whipped the coffee table, humming some Taylor Swift, that's been in my head all morning. Hale was using the vacuum and I was dusting some vases my mum had got on our trip to Japan. Hale starts moving the vacuum closer to my feet, till I feel a pain shoot up from my toes to my knee. "What the- HALE, YOU-" I shrieked, sprinting at him. Mum pounced off the sofa like a cheetah, and came running towards us.
