❅chapter one❅

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"Alayna wake up!" My mom yells at me.

"I'm up mom I'm up, don't yell at me!" I yell back.

"You're the one yelling!" I hear my dad yell.

"I swear I'm the only normal one in my family!" My brother Connor shouts.

"No one even invited you into this conversation Connor!" I yell.

"Well you're the one who keeps yelling while I'm trying to get an extra 5 minutes of sleep!" he yells back.

"Oh whale!" I yell.

I get up out of bed and I walk to my closet, I honestly don't know what to wear.

After about 10 minutes I finally decided on my outfit. It's my 5sos shirt and black leggings and white converse.

I also change my phone case and I put my hair in a messy bun.

(Outfit above)

I walk downstairs and my mom and dad are there making coffee and kissing.

"Ew love birds go get a room," I say pretending to throw up.

"Oh shut up soon you'll be doing this with the love of your life," my dad says kissing my mom.

"Ew mom, dad stop," Connor gags.

"Fine," my dad says while taking a lunch bag and covering my mom and dad and then they were kissing once again.

"Alayna did you want me to take you too school?" Connor asks.

"Yeah, that would be nice," I smile.

Me and Connor grab our bags and we walk out the door.

"What about eating?" Our mom asks as we walk towards the car.

"Starbucks!" Connor yells.

"Fine but you guys better get to school on time!" She yells.

"We know mom!" I yell.

"We love you!" My mom and dad yell to me and Connor.

"We love you too!" I yell back.

Connor drives to Starbucks and he parks the car.

"What do you want from Starbucks?" he asks.

"Caramel Frappe" I respond.

"Okay I'll be back," he says getting out of the car and walking into the Starbucks.

My phone starts ringing and I pick it up.

"Hello," I say

"Hello this is Karen Mendes" the lady on the other end says.

"Hello Mrs. Mendes, is there something I can help you with?" I ask.

"Yes, I just moved here and I would like to know if you could babysit my daughter Aaliyah today after school?" She asks.

"um," I stutter.

"I'll pay you 50 dollars, please I really need you, my son won't take care of her because he is irresponsible and I don't trust him with her," she says laughing.

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