Friends with Styles *On Hold*

Friends with Styles

Chapter 1

"Valentina June Monroe, wake up this instant."

My mum yelled at me for the fiftieth time to get up.

I am not a morning person. I hate mornings and Monday's, and today is Monday and it's a morning. Just great. Note the sarcasm.

"Valentina hurry up or you will be late for school," my mum said once again.

"Fine. I'm up, I'm up!" I said, getting up.

I trudged all the way to the bathroom I shared with my older sister. We're not that close, really. Let's just say I can't wait till she moves out, so I don't have to see her stupid face anymore. I walked in the bathroom and started to brush my teeth. Once I was done I plugged my iPod into the stereo, and hey there, Delilah came on. I hopped into the shower, singing along to the track.

I got out the shower and changed into some blue denim skinny jeans, and my superman t-shirt. Now time to blow dry and straighten my light brown, curly hair. When I finished straightening my hair, it reached just below my hips. Now for my makeup.

"Hurry up! I don't have all day, so hurry the heck up!" My so called sister, Stephanie, yelled through the door.

"Fine, just calm down!" I called back.

I hurried up with my makeup and looked in the mirror to make sure I look presentable. Now to go face the world. I started walking out the bathroom when Stephanie bumped her shoulder into mine, on purpose. Like, what is her problem?

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed..." I mumbled

"What was that?" she asked, turning around.