Anastasia
I hate Monday. Weird way to start, I know but let's be real, we all do. I sit up on my bed after staring at my pathetic life for 5 minutes and make my way to the bathroom. Spend another 5 minutes staring at my brown eyes reflection, imagining that it will turn to Sharingan.
My name is Anastasia Lockhart. 17 years old. Kind , polite, the quiet girl is how everyone see me but if you get to know me I'm the teasing, jokey, not serious, weird personality, knucklehead girl.
"OI SLOWPOKE! HURRY THE HELL UP!"
My lil sister, Alicia. 2 years younger than me. Act like she own me. Her shoulder length brown hair is tied in half up half down hair style. Her ember colour eyes filled with anger as she glare at me.
She actually looks cute if she doesn't scowl all the time. It makes her look a lot like our father. Even he didn't scowl that much.
"Calm down, Rock head. I'm coming."
I tie my long waist length raven hair into a pony tail and quickly wear my white sneakers.
"Mommy, Daddy we're going now! I'll have a sleepover at Ranger's tonight too, ok?"
Don't look at me like that. I can't grow out calling them that.
"Ok, honey. Send your sister home first, ok?"
My mother, May. Brown hair that looks like a chocolate with brown eyes that shone with intelligence hidden in a harmless appearance. In short, a terrifying woman.
"Don't do anything stupid at their home."
My father, James. Stern but warm man with a smoky voice that can make your heart warm or make the temperature drop to sub zero along with charming ember eyes that seems to unfolds every one of layers of mask and personality and figured out what kind of person you are just by the way you speak. In short, a good man.
Though being an Asian ,most of the time foreigners always mistaken you for someone else as they claim that we look similar.
Not that it's a bad thing I just find it frustrating and amusing at the same time. (No racism)
"Ok, Mommy. Bye, Daddy."
_______________At school______________
After I drop my sister to her class I make a bee line to my locker. Spotting a familiar ravennett I immediately broke into a wide grin.
"Lynn!"
The mid back raven hair girl turn around, her honey colour eyes light up in joy.
"Girl! Still alive I see."
Lynn Ranger, my friend and basically my twin from another mother. Figuratively.
"Yeah, you too."
We high five with each other then walk to our class. She's a bit shorter than me by a few inches. She's 150 cm and I'm 155 cm.
"Excited for tonight?"
"You bet I do!"
"Nice. Your parents is on the plane now?"
"As we speak. The house master is me for 3 days."
"Perfect."
Our lips broke to a mischief grin. Already imagining the plan that we'll do later tonight.
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