(Kayla's P.O.V.)
"GET UP KAYLA!",my 9-year-old brother , Johns screamed shaking me violently .
I popped up and smacked him in his face accidental .Oops ! Fast reflex !
He grabbed is face .
"Aaah!MAAMAAAA!"
John ran out my room I guess to go cry to Mama.
I laughed lightly thinking about the face he made when I slapped him .I walked to the bathroom and did my daily. hygiene .
Then , walked to my closet and opened it up. I pulled out a white uniform shirt , khaki shorts , red high tops and a plain sweat shirt.
I pulled on my black undershirt , applied deodorant , and slipped on my clothes shoving my sweatshirt in my backpack.
I curled my hair to loose curls,and put on a little mascara and pink lipgloss .
I squirted a couple sprays of perfume , then walked down stairs with my shoes in my hand.
No one was here . I guess Ma brought John and Chase to the bus stop(Chase is one year younger than John)
Walking to the kitchen I grabbed a banana and Capri-sun then walked out the door and headed to the bus stop.
Brianna was waiting for me there . When I almost reached her , she looked up from her phone and smiled at me .
"Morning girl " she said .
I nodded and bit into my banana .
She started blabbing about how Jacob hasn't been answer her phone calls and text messages . I was on my phone and nodding occasional , so she'd think I'm listening.
Sooner or later the bus arrived and we hopped on along with the other people at my bus stop.
When I got on I threw the banana peel away , and was greeted by Cicely and Kristen.
Cicely is Mexican and white , and Kristen is Mexican and black .
I know what your thinking . No I am not racist and like just mexicans . ._. It just happened.
"Hey boo!"Cicely and Kristen said as I sat near them .
"Haha,Hey" I said smiling .
Kristen took out her binder."Kayla did you do Mr.Jones worksheets ?"she asked"
Crap I forgot!
My eyes went wide "No." I said.
Cicely smirked and passed me her completed sheet.
I smiled and copied the answers .
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By the time we pulled up in-front of Westbrook I was handing Cicely her paper back.
I walked off the bus and looked in my backpack for my student ID before I entered the building .
"Dammit." I said under my breath
My ID was left at home.
After zipping up my book bag , I walked in and went straight to the library.
Mrs.Olivia was standing behind stacks of books piled up on the desk , I assume she was checking them in.
"Good Morning !"she said.
"Good morning "I replied.
I wrote my name on the chart and she she went to the back and printed me an ID.
