My fear, my sister a dentist

Several years later,

Kimberly's POV

Several years later,

I really don't wake up today. Today's not my best day. Maths assessment day. Great. Oh hey, I didn't see you guys. It's been a long time since I've seen you guys around. It's probably been a good 4 ½ years since I've talked here. Maybe. So, I'm 13 years old now and in middle school. Life's been pretty normal. I guess. Well as normal as I can get it. But school stress is starting to build on me. But luckily I have Karlie to keep me sane.

I wake up to my alarm, signalling; "7:00 am." I sigh and turn it off. As I said, today's not the best day for me. And probably the best day for you guys to come around and greet like old friends. I get off my bed and make my bed. Then, I climb into my bathroom, shower and wash myself down. Then, I get out of my shower and start brushing my teeth. Then, I get changed into a plain white buttoned shirt, a darkish grey skirt and black leggings. I walk down into the kitchen and grab French Toast ingredients. Then, I see Karlie put the ingredients away. Karlie comes over to me and she gives me a small sympathetic smile, as I see her dressed in her dental scrubs. Yuck.

"Sorry Kim, you already brushed your teeth," Karlie says sympathetically. I sigh and nod my head. I go and put on my shoes but Karlie grabs my arm and pulls me back.

"Kimberly, you know I love you but I want to help you as well," Karlie says softly.

"Also Kim have you thought of any plans for your future yet," Karlie asks. I nervously shake my head. I really don't want to talk about this now.

"What about dentistry?" Karlie says, smirking.

"There is no fuckin way-," I say, before covering my mouth. Oh no. What- Why the hell am I like this? Saying that to my sister of all people?! I'm so dead. Karlie gives me a blank look. It's like she's really upset with me. She should be.

"I'm so sorry Karlie, I didn't mean that. I don't know what's going on with my attitude now," I say nervously. Karlie sympathetically frowns as she looks me with some concern.

"Oh what's wrong," Karlie asks sympathetically.

"I'm not sure, my attitude is going wrong," I say, worrying.

"Actually, you're a teenager now. So you probably having some mood swings and saying stuff you're not supposed to say," Karlie says softly.

"Okay," I say. However, I still feel bad that I said this kind of stuff to my sister, who is literally my primary caretaker. I sit down and put my shoes on.

"Ready Kim," Karlie asks softly. I nod my head and we leave the house. Karlie and I get into her car and she drives us off to my school and pulls outside my front gate. I blankly look up at the gate above us and then I get out of Karlie's car.

"Have a good day Kim, meet me at my new office please hun," Karlie says softly.

"Okay," I say. I walk into school, while Karlie drives away.