Chapter 2~Traditions and Sports Cars

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(The Picture above is Claire. Hey, it's not like we're the only ones who have photo shoots when we're bored.)

RING! RING! RING!

"Who is up at this time?" I said groggily. I lazily reached for my phone and answered the call. 

"OMG! Brooke where are you?" A very excited Claire shouted into the phone. I cringed and held the phone away from my face a bit.

"I'm not deaf Claire!" I said. "What are you talking about? It's only 5 o'clock A.M. do you hear me? A.M.! Now go back to-"

"Exactly!" She cut me off. "They same time we agreed to meet up. So we could get ready for school together. Hurry up!" OMG. I had totally forgotten about our tradition of getting up super early to get ready for school. Mostly to sneak out of the house though. 

"Be right there," I whispered before hanging up. 

I almost forgot that my little sister and parents were still asleep. I stuffed some of my cosmetics into a bag and grabbed my outfit. Somehow I also found time to put my hair in a bun. Then I threw on a sweatshirt and jeans and quietly tip toed down the stairs and out the door. It's a good thing that Claire only lives a couple blocks away, otherwise, I would never go outside looking like, well a mess. I looked around before crossing the street. But I guess I wasn't fast enough because some sports car came out of no where. The guy's headlights were on so I was temperately blinded. He honked the horn and yelled. I may have said some not so nice things back to him  but it was so darn hard to see when his headlights were on! After that crazy experience I ran the rest of the way. I was definitely not taking anymore chances. I arrived at her door no later than 5 minutes after and let myself in. Don't worry, she gave me a key. 

I snuck up he stairs and cracked the door open just in time to  see Claire in her bath robe singing Trouble by Taylor Swift. I walked in cracking up and her face reddened with embarrassment.

"You should have knocked," she mumbled.

"Uh, huh." I choked up over my laugh. By the time I  calmed down she was already in her outfit. 

"Looking good Beyonce!" I teased and she rolled her eyes before she starting on her makeup. I went to the bathroom and quickly changed so I could join her. I had a good feeling that today was going to be a great day. 

Didn't I mention? It's the first day of my senior year of high school.


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