[Arianna's P.O.V]
"Dakota, will you GET UP ALREADY?!" I scream at her for the fifth time. Jeesh, you'd think with how energetic and crazy this girl is, she would always be awake. She groans in response and pulls the covers higher on her body. I see her shiver slightly. I narrow my eyes evilly. NOW I know how to wake her up!
"Dakota, you have five seconds to get up or you're in for it," I challenge. She doesn't move. I grab the ice cold water bottle next to me and unscrew the lid. "5..." She does nothing. "4... 3... 2..." I hover the bottle over her body. "1!"
I dump the contents of the water bottle on her and she jumps out of the bed shouting, "ZOMBIES!" and connects her fist with my stomach. DID SHE JUST PUNCH ME?! I double over in pain, and she rolls her eyes at me. "Now, I know YOU don't have any balls," she says. I stand up quickly, getting over the pain and shove her. She shoots dagger at me, and I smirk in response.
"WHAT THE FUDGECAKES, ARIANNA?!"
I cross my arms over my chest. "It's time for school, idiot, check the clock!" Dakota slowly turns her head and stares at the clock.
Her eyes widen before she shouts, "HOLY PANCAKES IT'S 7:45! I HAVE FIFTEEN MINUTES TO GET READY!" I suppress the urge to whack her in the head and shoo her into the bathroom. I let her do all of her getting ready and stand in front of the mirror. I apply some simple make-up: Mascara, a thin ring of eyeliner, and some lip gloss. Simple. I finish doing the rest of the stuff I need to do and check the clock. 7:52.
"LET'S GO, DAKOTA!" I shout, hoping she'll hurry up. As I say this, she runs out of the bathroom and steals some of my clothes. She changes right in front of me and I cover my eyes. "What the crap, Dakota, why didn't you do that in the bathroom?!" I complain. She taps my shoulder and I slowly un-cover my eyes. I look her up and down.
She is dressed in my green 'I HEART TACOS' t-shirt, a pair of black and white checkered skinny jeans, and her neon green converse. It surprisingly looks really cute together. She did all of her make-up in the bathroom, and she has a green bow in her hair.
"TADAA!" she shouts, twirling around. I fan my nose and cover it with my fingers.
"EWW, WHAT DIED IN YOUR MOUTH?!" She stops in her tracks, obviously realizing she forgot to brush her teeth. I sigh at her forgetfulness... If that's even a word.
"Go brush your teeths."
"That's not even a word," she retorts before running and brushing her teeth. I grab my bag and her bag and run downstairs. When she meets me down there, I toss her bag to her. The both of us say bye to my mother, but as we walk out the door, Dakota stops.
I groan loudly. "What is it now?" Dakota stares at me as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"I need my CEREAL!" She runs to my kitchen and goes through all my cereal. I already know which one she's gonna choose, anyways. She looks for a long time, and I tap my foot impatiently.
"HURRY UP, WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" I scream at her.
"Ok, ok, calm your tits." She finally picks Resse's Puffs. I was pretty sure she was going to pick Trix. Oh well. She grabs the box and one of those mini cartons from my fridge and runs out the door. I gape at her, my jaw dropped. How is she just going to take a whole box of cereal and- never mind. I hear her shouting the 'Cereal Dance' song we made up. It's a freaking real song. Don't be judging people. I'll explain the lyrics later to you guys. I run out of the house and we both jump in my car.
"Don't forget that we have to pick up Alli like you did last time." Dakota snaps at me. Everyone has been on edge about Alli and I fighting. Whatever, Alli is just sensitive.
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Out with a Bang
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