Working In A Care Home.

Chloé's Pov.

"COÉ, WAKE UP!" My little sister- Ellie- yelled, jumping up and down on my bed.

Ellie is two years old, and therefore can't pronounce my name properly, so she always calls me ''Coé!''

"OK, OK, I'm awake!" I muttered, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and gently pushing Ellie off my bed.

"MUMMEYYY, COÉ'S AWAKE!" She screamed, running down the stairs to notify my mom that she had done her job.

I rolled my eyes and got up, grabbing random clothes from my wardrobe and padding to my en-suite bathroom.

I set the clothes down and started brushing my teeth.

Once I had finished brushing my teeth, I stripped from my pyjamas and had a long shower, just thinking about anything and everything.

After about twenty minutes, I stepped out of the shower and threw on the random clothes that I had grabbed from my wardrobe. So I basically had on, a black tank top which I neatly tucked into my creamy-browny high-waisted short shorts and white ankle socks. Just because I have an obssession with ankle socks.

Running down the stairs, I jogged over to the kitchen and sat on a high stool.

I reached for an apple and got ready to bite it, but then I saw my sister with a Snickers flap-jack.

Oh Hell no. I thought, jumping up and off the stool, I ran to her and practically screamed,

"Where did you get it?!"

She pointed to some cuboards that were very high up, suggesting that maybe Mom had wanted to hide them from her.

I looked at her and then at the cuboards, how did she get up there?!

I sighed and grabbed a high stool as I couldn't even reach the cuboards.

I climbed up onto the high stool and opened the cuboard, being careful not to whack myself in the head with it.

I grabbed two Snickers flap-jacks and jumped down.

"Chloé, I've got some news for you!" My mom sang, coming into the kitchen cheerfully, but then she narrowed her eyes at me and folded her arms across her chest. "Chloé..." She said in a suspicious voice. "What have you done?"

"Oh, um, nothing, nothing!" I said quickly, looking away from my mom's imtimidating gaze.

"Yeahh, that's why you've got my flap-jacks in your hand, and left the cuboard door open?" My mom said smugly, pointing at the cuboard door that I hadn't shut.

"Um, yeah, ooookayyy, what news did you have for me?" I quickly changed the subject, ripping open the flap-jack wrapper and biting out a big chocolatey chunk of goodness.

"Oh, yeah!" My mom smiled, quickly brightening up again. "D'you know your Uncle Chris, my brother, the one that lives in Birmingham?"

"Yeahhh." I nodded, dragging out the 'h' in 'yeah' longer than necessary.

"Well! You know how you've been looking for a job, for AGES!?" My mom continued.

"Mom! Just tell me!" I sighed, biting the flap-jack again and chucking the wrapper at Ellie who scowled at me.

"OK, OK, he offered you a job!" She squealed excitedly, clapping her hands repeatedly.

"Cool," I smiled. "When do I start?"

"Well, you'll got to his house tommorow and start work the day after, however, he is going to let you get to know the kids first." My mom explained.

"Go to his house? Kids?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes and yes. You will be staying at Chris's house for the majority of your time in Birmingham. Purely because Birmingham is too far for you to travel there and back.

Plus, you'll be working at Chris's Care home. Therefore, you'll get to know Chris, and his working Environment better."

"Wow! OK..." I breathed.

"That's sorted then!" My mom beamed, scooping up Ellie into her arms and walking away with her, but not before Ellie threw the Snickers wrapper that I had thrown at her previously back at me.

It hit me square in the face.

I glared at her and she smiled smugly, burying her head in my mom's neck and acting cute again.

I sighed, if I wanted to keep the job Uncle Chris was giving me, I had to get kids to like me!

Kids usually did like me, except for Ellie, she's just evil.

Ahh sisterly love!