The New life of Pedro

Maned Tomai

February 5, 2016

Tomai's Pov

I woke up on February 5th excited because I would be back at school and would be able to see my friends again. I felt very close to my friends, and I felt even more excited to be around Daniele, a maned wolf who looked like me.

Daniele had traveled during the holidays with her family and sometimes we would talk on the phone, but that didn't stop me from missing her, which is why I was so excited for school to start again soon so I could see her.

The night before, I had barely been able to sleep properly because I was so anxious, but I felt sleep slowly taking over me and I fell asleep with an image of Daniele appearing in my head.

- Daniele! - At that moment, I could only think about her.

Feeling excited, I got out of bed and then grabbed the towel that was hanging on the wall and then chose a really pretty outfit to wear on that first day of school.

I was still in my pajamas, I put the towel over my shoulder and carried the clothes to put on folded on my paws as I walked towards the bathroom.

There was just one detail: I had forgotten the bathroom key, I had lost it and the door was just ajar and my brother was there taking a shower.

I approached the bathroom door and without knocking, I pushed it open, revealing my brother all soaped up inside.

When my brother saw the door open, he got scared and screamed, and I got scared too because I was so distracted that it caught me by surprise.

"Knock on the door next time," my brother said irritably and pulled a towel to cover himself.

"Okay," I said to him, turning my back while he went to the door and angrily closed it again.

A bit embarrassed, I went back to the room and waited for my brother Vitor to come out of the bathroom.

When Vitor left, I went into the bathroom

I turned on the shower and felt the water falling on me. I went to get the soap to lather myself up and the soap was full of Vitor's hair.

How disgusting - I said, removing my brother's hair that was stuck to the soap.

Vitor had more hair than me and his was thicker, mine was thinner and redder and his was gray.

And I noticed that there was hair all over the bathroom, including on the walls. I thought it was a little disgusting but I didn't say anything, after all he was my brother, but I always preferred to use the bathroom first than him.

After soaping myself up, I turned on the shower and the water washed away all the excess soap and then I dried myself off and went back to my room.

While I was getting ready in my room, I heard my mother complaining downstairs that Vitor was leaving towels scattered around the house and I heard my father complaining that Vitor wasn't drying himself properly and had wet the whole house.

It was always like that, the same old complaints: Vitor was a little sloppy and sometimes lazy.

- Vitor, dry these stairs, they're all wet, it's dangerous - my father said.

I heard Vitor grumbling downstairs, but he went to dry the stairs.

Meanwhile, I was finishing getting ready and, since I was a bit vain, I took a picture.

I looked at the clock and saw that I still had 40 minutes before school opened, so I left the room and was about to go downstairs when I saw Vitor drying everything.