This Box Contains My Life Now

Chapter 2

Violet P.O.V
Ring, ding,ring, rrrrssshhdddd
"Ugggg stupid clock!" I moan angrily, trying to slap the stupid alarm clock.

I try to stand up wearily bit instantly fall down back onto my fluffy, blue doona. I manage to stand up and pull away the creamy light blue curtains.
I draw them away so I can see the bright San Diego sun. One look at that baby and I'm ready for the day. Reyna always loved the moring sun. I sigh at this memory. I then proceed to turn away and get dressed. I pick out a pair of navy blue skinny jeans, a black and white stipped crop top with my red bikers jacket. I put my cherry red colored vans on. I check my phone to see what time it is.
"Darn it" I exclaim. It's 7:00." I'm gonna be late for school."
I rush into the bathroom and grab my hairbrush and put my thick brown hair in a bun. I barely try with my make-up, just putting on some nude lip stick with a clear gloss on top. I grab my back from my closet and rush down stairs.

I look at my older brother Tom, sitting on the counter eating Lucky Charms, he's 17. He has ruffled choclate hair, green eyes, and tanned skin. Well, we all do ,exept for me. We got our look genetics from our dad. Our mum and dad are from mexico. They came her when they were young and met at college. Quite clishè if you ask me.
"Thomas! We are going to be late for school! Hurry! ¡Dios mío!"

"Violet chill, we still have, like.... CRAP, YOU'RE RIGHT, WE ARE LATE!" He says glancing down at his watch.

We rush out the door, barely having time to close it. We hop in our Jeep and get on our way. As soon as I buckle myself in I relise something.
AI relise I actually love mornings like this. I love the way, that in all this hassle, I forget about Reyna. I feel normal. Like a normale family's routine in the morning. Like my sister didn't vanish out of the blue for reasons unknown. We don't even know if she purousfully left. Even though the cops said it was more likely that she intendedly left. See? This is why I love mornings like this. Because I don't have to think of the pain.