Some Questions Will Never Be Answered

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"Wake up!"

Catlyn, my sister a.k.a queen of annoying rants attempts to break me out of my slumber, jealous Be-otch.

"get out of bed CJ,"

I rolled over covering my face with my blanket, my blanket. I bet as soon as I go to school she will be rolled up with it all comfy getting her germs on it, elch!

"CJ you are going to be late for school,"

If I was to have a dollar for every time I was late for school...

I could bribe the principal into taking it off my permanent record

Splash

"cold. Cold. Cold. Cold. Cold. Cold. Cold. Cold." I jumped out of bed rubbing my self trying to trap the heat that the ice water my sister poured on my head eliminated.

"calm down Elsa, I thought cold didn't bother you?" she said then cackled at her own joke

I hurried to get dressed then stopped infront of the mirror looking at my frizzy brown hair and my huge wild eyes that make me look like I belong in an asylum. I pulled on black 'young, wild and free' t-shirt and some ripped jeans.

Melonie had the exact same outfit and we used to match

But it's no time to be sad, I heard q honk from outside and I ran downstairs and jumped into my other best friend Jax's car and his twin brother Max sat in the back

"explain to me why CJ gets to sit at the front?" Max asked pouting

"Because I'm cool," I answered attempting to flip my hair but slapping my self in the process

"that is debatable..." Jax muttered

I would attack him but last time we fought while driving I woke up in the hospital so... I'm gonna stay calm

"Why does your hair always look like a fur ball?" Max asked me batting his eyes

"Why does your manhood resemble a tic tac? Some questions will never be answered," I snapped back making Jax laugh and Max glare.

We finally stopped at school Jax and Max both head to their classes while I took my time walking to class, when I stopped M in the hall I ran up to her as quickly as I humanly could, curse my mortal legs, but her response to me was not as expected...

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