A Romeo And Juliet Kind Of Story

Chapter 1

Here is Chloe :)

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There's nothing like being awakened by a large pillow four inches deep down your throat.

"Chloe Renee Capulet! Get up now!"

I shot up and flailed my hands around trying to grab the pillow. Sadly, I missed and another hard WHUMP of the pillow smacked me in the face.

"Sindy, I swear to fucking god if you hit me one more time, I will beat your ass to tomorrow!" I yelled.

"Then get up and you won't have to do that."

I glared at the young woman across my room holding the pillow. She smiled and stuck her tongue out before chucking the pillow at me with a strength very few can muster. My reflexes kicked in and I caught it inches from my face.

"Nice catch, now get your ass up or you'll be late to class."

Class. Shit.

I jumped out of bed, bringing everything on it with me as I ran around my room grabbing clothes. Before I got into the bathroom, Sindy stopped me.

"Give me those."

I glanced down at the random clothes I grabbed, and handed them to her. Thank god I had a fashionista for a sister. Well, adopted sister to be exact.

I waited for her to get my clothes, praying I wouldn't be late to class. Few minutes later she came over and shoved some clothes into my face. I took them and quickly got changed. I didn't even have my shirt on all the way when she came in and grabbed my hairbrush.

"Hold still," she ordered.

Ignoring her, I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth while she tugged at my hair.

"Ow!" I cried, clutching my scalp.

"Oh, grow some," Sindy grumbled, tying my hair into a braid.

I spit into the sink and wiped my mouth. Straightening myself up I looked into the mirror and saw that Sindy had made the braid wrap over my shoulder.

"You like it?"

"Yeah," I said as I stared at her reflection.

She had long platinum blonde hair that reached her hips, bright blue eyes, and full red lips. All I had was normal long brown hair that went halfway down my back, brown eyes, and a biggish bottom lip.

Why are you so damn pretty?

"Chloe, I've told you countless times you're naturally pretty, I have to wear makeup."

Oops, said that out loud.

"I know I know," I grumbled as I walked out of the bathroom.

She followed me out of my room after I grabbed my bag, and a jacket, then went downstairs. Everyone was in the kitchen. Drake was the oldest at 24 and had blonde hair and blue eyes, Sindy was the next oldest at 22 and was Drake's biological sister (they were adopted when I was five). Then there's me being 21 and lastly the twins Josh and Jill who are 19 (those two are my biological brother and sister). They had the same brown hair and brown eyes as me but also had a tendency of getting out of trouble when they tried to sneak out to parties.

"Late again, as always," Drake teased, handing me my morning coffee.

I flipped him off and took a long drink.

"So, when are you moving out?" I asked, smiling wickedly at him.

"When I finish college," he said, crossing his arms.