Questions without Answers

!Chapter one!

I groaned as I rolled out of bed, AS IF, dad was making us go to school the day after a concert. My ears are still ringing and my legs are aching from standing up in the mosh. I walked into the hallway and rolled my eyes as I noticed that the bathroom door was closed. 
"Lucas! Get out. You've been in there for twenty minutes!" I bang on the door. Oliver comes up behind me,

 "Calm your farm!" He says poking his tongue out at me, earning a glare from me. 

 "We have to leave in five minutes and I haven't even had a shower!" I yelled at them both. Lucas opened the door, his wet hair dripping onto the floor and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. I frowned in disgust and was about to step behind him and into the bathroom when Oliver slid in front of me and into the bathroom.

 "Sorry, sis I gotta do my hair!" He shrugs. 

I growl at him and walk back to my room. I shrug in my black killer's shirt I got from their concert last night, they were my favourite band but to be honest I liked most kinds of music.  I searched my room for my black jeans but settled on the pair of white jeans that were hanging on the back of my chair. You know 'the chair', if you don't have one then you mustn't be human but for those who don't, let me explain,,, 'the chair' in which I am referring to is the chair that I put all my folded washing on, and dirty clothes too for that matter, to be honest, I put all my clothes that are on the floor onto the chair when I am told to clean my room. I sure give me a fright in the middle fo the night when I wake up and see some sort of clothes demon looking at me. 

I pull my hair into a ponytail, without bothering to look in the mirror, I know I look a mess. I Spray myself with body mist to mask the fact that I hadn't showered and grabbed my school bag. I walked down the hallway and down the stairs dodging the various things on the floor, my home was very messy. I didn't bother with heading to the kitchen, there wasn't any time for me to grab something for breakfast so instead, I headed to the front door to wait for the others. 

Soon enough Lucas slides in beside me. 

"You look like an alien," He comments, not bothering to enter into an argument with him,  I raise my eyebrows at him and open the front door. 

"Bye dad!" I call down the hallway behind me before walking ahead of Lucas. 

The bus stop is 100 meters up our long driveway. Nobody else uses it, it's basically ours. We live in a big property, though most of it is covered by farmland, that's what my dad does, he's a farmer.

Oliver ran up to meet us at the bus stop. His blonde hair was hanging over his eyes and he almost bowled us over.

 "Watch where you are going, idiot!" Lucas hissed patting down his own hair. 

Oliver holds his hands up in defense, "geez and I thought Bee was grumpy."

"Both of you stop it before I end it all," I groan.

The bus rattled down the long road, coming to a stop in front of us. 

"Morning Barry!" I cheerfully nod to the bus driver.

 "Morning Bee, how are my favourite triplets?" he asked.

If you don't already know, Lucas Oliver and I are triplets. Unfortunate I know, I mean it would be cool if we were all girls. Imagine having two sisters the same age as you, instead, I got stuck with two idiots. 

"Could be a lot better," I comment scanning my card and walking towards the back where my two best friends, Effie and Flora sat.
"Morning sunshine, don't you look... Awful." Effie scrunched up her nose as I sat In the seat In front of them. 

"I really do not need you paying me out right now, it is their fault!" I said referring to my brothers. 

"I don't know what you are talking about, your brothers are lovely," Effie laughed. Of course, she was only joking both her and Flora have been my friends long enough to know how annoying they are.