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And the prize for most stupid goes to.....

Chapter 1: And the prize for most stupid goes to....

Cheyenne's POV

This part of my life is called running.

Running really really fast.

Let's rewind shall we?

7:00 am

"Cheyenne get up now!"

The sound of a crying baby and a hyperactive brother reached my ears depriving me of any sort of peace. I had no choice but to get up, rub the sleep from my eyes, and face the day.

"Cheyenne!"

"I'm up I'm up!" I shouted back. My hands fumbled to open the blinds and I squinted at the bright burst of sunlight that flooded my room. The screaming and crying reached a crescendo. I threw open my room door and stomped into my baby sisters room. She was shaking the bars of her crib and wailing like a banshee.

I wanted to chuck her across the room. Instead, I reached inside the crib and gently picked her up, rubbing her back soothingly and singing softly to her. Eventually she quieted down. I sighed in relief.

"Cheyenne!" My mother hollered. "Get your sister and brother dressed for school."

What about me? I wanted to grumble. Do I get to get ready for school too?

I quickly changed Ava's diaper and set her back in the crib along with a pacifier and some toys. That should occupy her. 

Now it was time to deal with my demon brother.

"Get dressed you little brat," I snapped entering his room to see him jumping on the bed.

"Never!" He ignored me and ran out of the room. I tackled him and dragged him back inside.

"Mommmmmmm!" He shrieked while I forced him into a shirt and pants. Ava started crying again and I suppressed a groan.

Why, why, why, was this my life?

Twenty minutes later I carried Ava and escorted my six year old brother Daniel into the kitchen.

"I need you to watch the kids tonight," My mom basically ordered while setting a bowl of sugary cereal in front of Daniel and fetching Ava a bottle.

"But-" I started to protest.

"I have another late night shift at the hospital. You have to babysit," My mothers eyes were dark and weary, her face tired and worn out. She didn't look like she'd been getting a wink of sleep.

"Fine," I agreed knowing I had no choice. I glanced at the clock. 7:50. Shit! I had ten minutes to get ready and arrive at school.

I cursed my dad for the umpteenth time as I dashed out of the house.

Krystal's POV

7:30 am

"And then she said that dress is so last season. So I said listen here bitch, your face is so last season. And then she was like...."

I barely heard Alexis as she rambled on and on. My palms were sweating. My legs were bouncing up and down. My heart was pounding and blood was rushing to my ears. The test sat heavily in my brand new Kate Spade bag, weighing my shoulders down like a pound of bricks. Any moment I feared I might barf all over my Juicy jumpsuit.

I abruptly stood up earning questioning looks from my friends.

"I have to go to the bathroom," I rushed out not waiting for a response. On the way I bumped into Josh.