Chapter 1: Waking Up

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Dakota's POV:

I woke up to a stupid alarm blaring In my ears.
I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock to shut it up. I checked to see what time it was and started groaning as I saw what time it read. On my alarm clock in big red numbers it read 7:30.

"Who the hell wakes up at 7 frickin 30!?!". I mumbled to myself, placing a pillow over my face so I can try to go back to sleep.

All of a sudden my twin brother,  Beckett comes barging into my room. As soon as he stepped into my room he started to irritate the crap out of me.

"Come on sis it's time to wake up for school, wouldn't want to be late on the first day." Beckett said removing the pillow from my face.

"Hold up did you just say....school. Oh gosh, I think I just threw up in my mouth saying that." I said while sitting up.

"Oh don't be so dramatic dakota" Beckett replied rolling his eyes.

"Trust me Beckett you would act the same way if you were me." I said while stretching my arms.

I stood up from my bed and shooed my idiot of a brother out of my room so that I could get ready for school.

I grabbed me a towel and went in my bathroom to go take a quick shower. As I got out from the shower I wrapped myself in my towel and looked at myself in the mirror. I had bruises and cuts all over my body except for my face luckily, cause then if I did my brother would be asking me a lot of questions.

I stepped out of my bathroom and quickly changed into my clothes that I was gonna wear for today. I had decided on wearing my T-shirt where the sleeves are cut off and paired it with my black ripped skinny jeans and leather jacket(A/N I'm sorry if my clothes description sucks.) I had put my black, long, thick curly hair into a messy bun. Then I slipped into my black vans.

After I finished getting ready for school, I head towards the living room and grabbed my keys hanging on the wall. As I entered the kitchen I saw my brother waiting for me sitting on the counter, playing on his phone.

"You know there's these things called chairs right?" I said sarcasm lacing my voice.

My brother rolled his eyes at me as I said that. He hopped off the counter and put his phone away running up to me and dragging me by the arm to the garage, wincing a little because of the bruise that was on my arm.

That's when I started smiling like crazy cause I finally got to ride my baby. My brother and I have motorcycles. I have a Ducati Panigale that is green and has the words relentless on it, whereas Beckett has a yamaha r3 that's blue and white. We jump onto our bikes and started to head towards school.

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Hi guys I'm sorry if this sucks but I tried. This is my first book and I just wanted to try it out because I thought it was a good idea to write what I hope would be a interesting story.
            -Tribal

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