It wasnt tat late tat i felt sleepy..
"get up"shouted a familiar bt thoroughly irriteting vioce which was of my ever angry brother."we r late for school u ZOMBIE"tat was the name he used to call me.yuck do i rrly look lyk ZOMBIE???i sat on my bed angrily n threw my pillow on his face.
I turned my head to see my angry bro John glaring straight at me.i ruined his perfect black hair which was neatly brushed.He already dressed with his uniform n coat on
"ok,okey am up give me five"i muttered as i rolled out of bed n jumped in the shower.The warm shower shook off my body n i struggled to get dressed as fast as i could
John was pacing up and down the small room,as i quickly pulled on my ill-fitting uniform,which consisted of white shirt tucked into a blue trouse n red stripped socks.i wore my scurrfy black shoes n gathered my books n paper from my beside where i hve left them last nyt.I hadnt finished my hmework n room was in amess
