UNIVERSAL CHAOS

Prologue

      Soft, even breathes could be heard inside the room. Not until the sound of an alarm ringing to life broke through the silent room. And the peaceful sleep of a sleeping teen.

A groan escaped from her parted lips as she covered her self with the confinements of her blanket. Not that it really helped, though.

The ringing of the alarm could still be heard by her, so finally, she has decided to wake up. She slammed her fist down unto the poor alarm, successfully silencing it and, sadly, breaking it.

And the girl who broke her very own alarm first thing in the morning was, Hannah Moore herself. The firstborn of the married couple, Clara and Henry Moore.

She sat up and slipped on her fuzzy slippers, then stretched.

Hannah stood up then made her into the bathroom connected to her room. She took a quick bath then wrapped a towel right after she stepped out.

The brunette walked out of the bathroom and stepped in front of her wardrobe. She opened her wardrobe and pulled out her uniform. Which was a white button up polo shirt with a black skirt that had blue lining and a black vest.

She slipped on her socks then her leather shoes, strapping the straps to secure it on her feet. Opening a drawer, she took out a ribbon with the symbol of her school.

Hannah braided her hair and finished her look with a headband.

Standing in front of the mirror, she smiled and winked at her own reflection. Yeah, she's one of those types...

"I'm so rocking this outfit," She smirked and did a few poses until she heard a very familiar and irritating voice. Hannah turned around and saw her younger brother, Hansel.

The fourteen-year old brunette boy was already dressed in his own uniform.

"Rocking it? More like ruining such a good outfit." Hansel smirked as he crossed his arms around his chest.

"How long have you been there?" I squinted my eyes at him then my eyes widened in disgust, "Did you just watch me dress? Dude, that is just straight up disgusting!"

This caught Hansel off guard, "What? Ew! No way!" He grimaced at the thought and shook his head, "And plus, I just wanted to say that mom is calling you downstairs. Breakfast is ready so get your ugly ass downstairs."

Hannah gasped at the comment, "How dare you call me ugly?!"

"Can't help that you are." Hansel shrugged with a smirk and Hannah swears she was seconds away from ripping his skin off!

But all she could do was sigh in defeat and pick up her bag before heading downstairs. Along the way she wondered what they would be having for breakfast.

Hannah walked inside the living room and was greeted by the sight of her family by the dining table with the woman of the house placing the food on the table.

"Good morning, my lovely family!" She greeted with a sigh and all of them turned their heads towards her, except for Hansel, that punk! He was too busy on his phone to even bother!

"Good morning, sis!" Helen greeted her back with a smile. Hannah walked up to her and kissed her forehead.

"Morning, sweetheart. How's sleep?" Her father was the next to greet her while holding a newspaper and sipping a cup of coffee.