Chapter 1

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I woke up to my alarm clock beep.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP!" I yell on the top of my lungs. Then I hear heavy foot steps run very fast down the hall and into my room. And that's when my mom throws the door open and is panting. She looks so tired and has sleep in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" my mom says in a worry tone.

"I'm sick and tired of this alarm clock!" I say rather loud.

"Well it gets you up right?" she says sarcastically with her hands on her hips.

"today yeah, last past months? Mmm...nope." I say and pop the "p".

"well get your butt down stairs and stop wasting time."

"Always making me do stuff!" I say while dragging myself out of the bed.
My foot gets tangled in the blankets. I shake my leg so much that I swear I heard my ankle pop.

"ops! My foot snapped! I can't go to school, I'm so sorry to upset you mom." I say while fake crying and wipe a imaginary tear from under my eye.

"Suck it up butter cup! Get ready and go to school!" she says

I decide to take a shower and get some school close on.

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So I decided to wear black jeggings, a white top and a jean jacket. And my hair? Eh, just straightened.

"Hurry up!" mom yells from down stairs.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I say as I run down the hall.

"jeez that woman will be the death of me!" I say under my breath as I make my way down the stairs. As I reach the bottom I can't see nothing but fog...

"Oh hi, dear!" my mom says as she walks to the smoke detector. I didn't even realize its going off. Well I'm to flabbergasted too have realized that.

"Mom! What did you do?!" I say on the top of my lungs trying to yell over the detector. But when I close my mouth I cough because of all the smoke I inhaled.

"Get me a plate! Then get the fan out of the living room!" my mom says as she grabs her head in her hands and starts to pace.
I grab the plate and set it on the table and then I grab the fan, plug it in the turn it on 4. My mom grabs the plate and starts to fan the detector. I grab and apple then sit down on the bar stool near the island.

"breakfast disaster. That's not the first." I saw and bite down on the apple.

"like you could do better? And I'm telling you, its the bacon's fault!"

"Blaming bacon? What's next? Umm... Hmmm... Next is the bacon gonna fly?" yep totally awesome come back!

"the bus is here, grab your back pack get a snack and hurry up!" my mom says while pushing on my back. Yay! Best day ever! *cue the sarcasm*


Yes I know I changed the chapter! But I didn't like the other one. I hope you all agree! Thanks for reading, Enjoy.

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