One Way Out

~Chapter 1~

Copyright © 2013 All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

Author's Note: This is my first book so please bare with me.

*Most characters are based on real life people.*

Please enjoy!!

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Beep.Beep.Beep.Beep.

Ugh. Shut the hell up! Beep.Beep.Beep! Ugh, I throw my pillow at the alarm clock in attempts of shuting it up. Thank goodness it worked. I continue my peaceful slumber.

"Anabelle Monte if you are not up by now, I'm drenching you in ice water!" Ugh, I throw my silky purple sheets off of me. My mom isn't one to joke around with. She will throw water on me and she has. That was a cold morning I would not like to repeat. Before I get out of bed, I turn to face the clock. It reads 6:30 A.M. A sigh escapes my lips as I'm sitting up right in my bed. I rub my eyes then finally stretch my way out of bed. I head over to the window to draw the curtains. It's nice outside. The sky is changing from pink to blue as the sun rises. It's gorgeous. But I prefer night. The moon is a sight to die for.

I snap out of my thoughts to make my way to the bathroom where I shower and brush my teeth. It's 6:45 when I get out. I quickly try off and throw my towel on the purple lounge chair next to the bathroom door. What should I wear today? I have options upon options. I head over to my wardrobe to take a look. I see nothing I like. While I think about what to wear, I sit infront of my vanity and do my make up. I keep it simple with foundation, powder and mascara. To finish it off I use my pink lip gloss. I take off my head scarf next. The curls don't even look like curls as i take it off.

"Oh my gosh! You planning on doing something with that nest you call hair?", she states, laughing at the same time.

" Good Morning Anyia, nice of you to visit me. And yes, I am." I smile too because it was kind of funny.

" You need help?"

"No, I can manage. I've been doing it for a while now" I say matter of factly.

"I see. You managed to dye it blond without killing it off" she smirks at me.

"As you please. Mom wants you down in no more than half a hour." I watch as my sister exits the room closing the door behind her. The process of managing my kinky curls continues.

After I'm done, I decide on what to wear. I glance at the clock at it says 7:15. I have 15 mintues to get downstairs. Quickly, I put on my black adidas leggings and sweatshirt with my jordan concords. Grabbing my shoulder bag, cellphone, and keys, I head downstairs.

"Good Morning Mommy", I kiss her on the cheek.

"Mhmm, eat your breakfast before you're late." I smile because she can't keep a straight face.

Ten minutes later, I'm out the door. "Bye Mommy", I yell.

"I was thinking we can match for the dance. That'll be a cool experience. Are you listening Ana?"

I snap out of my thoughts. "Oh yea. Sorry Marie. I'm just thinking."

"Well think out loud. That's why I'm here", she says with a smile. I can't help but smile. Marie has always been a kind hearted person. I decide to not tell her now considering the bus is about to pull up to the school and there's a lot of people around.