The Mind of The Average Teenager

Mornings are the Worst

Ignore what story this was before, that story no longer exists. Sorry.

I open my eyes blearily, at first only seeing brightness. I feel someone lightly tapping my face, my vision clears, only to greet me with my brother, hooray...

"Wake up Samantha!"

I groan and roll over, ignoring the light piercing through my eyelids. All of a sudden, I become very cold, and wet.

"Logan! You have five seconds until I get out of this bed and chase you!"

I hear the sound of my little brother scampering away. I grin mischievously at his reaction and pull myself out of my bed, giving it a longing glance as the cold air hits my skin.

I go to my closet and pick out today's outfit, a blue T-shirt, some black skinny jeans, and my green converse. Walking to my wardrobe, I grab some underwear, socks, and a bra and head to the bathroom to shower and get ready.

When I finish getting ready, I run to the kitchen to quickly eat my breakfast and pray I didn't miss the bus.

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At the bus stop, I see my friends Hannah and Sarah on the bus, I go to stand next to them, when the bus pulls up. They get on together, and sit next to each other, leaving me no room. I shrug it off, opting to sit in an empty seat, which doesn't remain empty for long...