"Kylie! Get up!" my mother screeched from downstairs, nearly making me roll clean off my bed.
*Kylie's POV*
My eyes flicker open and shut as I try to drag myself from my bed. I inhale and exhale deeply as a sit up and rub my face. My arm reaches to the right of me and my hand searches for my phone on top of my chest drawer. I grab a hold of it and check the time.
"6:15am???" I exclaim.
"I have a job interview and I need you to be up early today." my mom replied to me from her room.
"On the my first day at a new school mom?" I groaned back.
"Kylie, I need this new job and today was the only time that would fit my schedule." my mom said calmly
"Okay mom. If you say so..." I replied
I very lazily reach back to my chest drawer and pick up my make up bag. I trudge over to the bathroom to start getting ready school.
I picked my toothbrush up and started brushing my teeth. I washed my face with my favourite wash from Clean & Clear, which was a peach and strawberry scrub. I rinsed my face and dried it with a towel.
I went back into my room and opened my closet to find something to wear. I pulled out my white, sleeveless jeans jacket, my "I need a boyfriend" t-shirt, a pair of stone wash denim shorts and my red Vans out of my closet.
I pulled my t-shirt over my head and onto my torso. I slid both of my arms through the holes on the side of my jeans jacket.
I slid my shorts on and buttoned them closed. I wiggled my feet into my Vans and laced them up.
I stood up from the floor and walked across my room to pick up my backpack and my penny board so I could go eat breakfast. I throw my backpack over my shoulder and keep my board tucked under my left arm.
I walk down the stairs and through the hall and make a right to get to the kitchen.
When I arrived in the kitchen, I set my bag down in front of the counter and my board beside it. I looked over at the digital clock above my stove. It was still 6:42am so I decided to make myself my favourite breakfast which was Nutella filled pancakes.
I looked around my kitchen for the ingredients I needed to make my pancakes. I went into my pantry and opened the door and walked inside. I looked around for the pancake mix and the Nutella. I found both of them sitting on the same shelf side by side and I picked them off the shelf and set them onto the kitchen counter. I bent down to open a cabinet and I pulled out a thin, flat skillet and set it down on my stove and turned the heat up to medium.
I bent back down and pulled out a bowl from the same cabinet I got the skillet and set it down on the countertop. I read the instructions that were written on the pancake mix box.
I followed all the instructions on the mix box and whisked the batter until it was smooth with no lumps. I spooned a some batter into the skillet and let it flatten out. I then spooned out a dollop of Nutella onto the pancake batter. I then again spooned some more batter on top of the Nutella to make a Nutella filled pancake. I flipped the pancake over and cooked the other side for the same amount of time. My pancake was done and I motioned it onto a plate.
I made 3 more pancakes and I stacked them on top of each other. I took the plate of pancakes and set them on my high table with a long glass cup. I went back to my fridge and opened it and grabbed a jug of raspberry lemonade and some green grapes. I got a bowl out of the cabinet and poured some grapes into the bowl and some raspberry lemonade into the glass. I sat down and savoured every last bite of my breakfast and washed it all down with lemonade.
I dumped my cup, the bowl and the Nutella smeared plate into the sink and ran water over it for a few seconds so the Nutella wouldn't stick. I bent down to my backpack and fumbled around to find my packet of mint gum and once I found it I popped some into my mouth to freshen my breath.
I looked over at the clock on my living room wall and I saw I still had some time left so I decided to go back to my room to just chill. I remembered that I hadn't put on my make up yet so I should probably take some time to that.
I turned on my Spotify and chose the song She Knows by Ne-Yo featuring Juicy J. I pulled out my make up divider and started with my foundation and concealer. Then I put on some eyeshadow and finished off the look with a winged eyeliner look and some mint chapstick.
I danced around my room for at least 20 minutes listening to my Spotify. I loved dancing so I put on a really popular song right now which was Watch Me by Silentó. I was so pumped from all the dancing that I felt I could do anything and I was ready to face the day.
I quickly sprayed some deodorant on myself and went back downstairs to get ready to go to school.
"You ready Ky?" my mom asked from the kitchen.
"Yeah mom! Let's go!!" I replied with a touch of sunshine in my voice.
"You seem in a good mood this morning Kylie." my mom said happily.
"Yeah I guess I am. Come on Mom!" I said while pulling her towards the front door.
"Ok let's go." my mom said as she shut and locked the door with her key. She unlocked the car and I opened the door to the passenger seat and I sat down and placed my backpack in front of me. My mom opened the other door and sat down in the Driver's seat. She started the car and pulled out of the garage and on to the street and drove off.
Are you nervous for your first day?" my mom asked.
"Well kinda. I wonder how things are gonna go." I replied back
"I have every faith in you that you'll so well academically and socially" my mom said and she smiled at me.
"Thanks mom!" I said, feeling a little better.
"Here we are." my mom said turning right into a parking lot in front of a huge high school.
"Do you want me to go in with you she asked?"
"No mom. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me!" I said back calmly to reassure her.
"Ok, have a great day." she said as I stepped out of the car and closed the door.
I watched her pull out of the parking lot and out of the school grounds and drive off.
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