-Brooke P.O.V
I woke up to the smell of something lightly burning. It was her, my evil stepmother with a cigarette in hand, slowly sizzling, standing in my doorway. She was obviously hungover.
"Wake up brat time for ssscchhool." She said swaying in the doorway trying to keep her balance.
She walked away and slammed the door. I shuddered at the crack she had made in the wood frame.
