DING! DING! DING!
School, no please no! I thought. It was 6:25 and I had only fallen asleep a few hours ago, this sucked. I had a migraine and didn't feel like waking up. I slapped the snooze button and slowly got out of bed. Once I got out, I looked in the mirror. What the hell, Allie? Why do I always look like this in the morning? I thought to myself again.
I opened my door and went downstairs to see my brothers in the kitchen arguing. I sighed and walked in.
"Damn, Al. You look bad." My older brother, by two years, Michael, said.
"Thanks, I really appreciate your feedback." I snapped at him rolling my eyes.
My younger brother, by four years, Charlie, hid a laugh. It was easy to tell he did, Charlie is really bad at concealing anything.
I just rolled my eyes and shooed them off.
"Hey, you stubborn 17 year old junior, you'll miss me when I move out next year." Michael said smirking.
I gave him the middle finger and took the Greek yogurt, sliced strawberries, and milk out of the fridge. I got a bowl from the cabinet and a spoon from the drawer, I got the granola from the pantry, and a banana from the fruit bowl. I put them all on the counter and took the banana to the cutting board. I quickly sliced it, put the yogurt into the ball, threw in the banana and strawberry slices, and put some granola on it. I got a mug and put some chai tea in it then poured a little milk in. I put everything away and say at the bar.
I hummed "Uma Thurman" by Fall Out Boy while eating my breakfast and quickly finished. I ran up the stairs swiftly and dashed into my room. I closed the door and headed for the bathroom. I quickly washed my face, brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. I stepped out of the bathroom and got dressed and put on some body spray and perfume. I looked in the mirror. Good job, Allie. You look pretty good for only having a little while. Oh shit, makeup and hair! I hurried back to the bathroom and curled my hair, then I quickly put on some BB Cream, mascara, and some red lipstick. I stepped out and looked in the mirror once more. Perfect, babe.
I grabbed my bag, phone and earbuds and went downstairs. I put my phone and earbuds in my pockets and ran out of the house to my car. I sighed, late again.
