(Herman Tømmeraas as Herman, he's my baby af💕💕💕)
Yogi's POV~
"You get the limo out front, hottest styles, every shoe, every style..." ugh I groaned unhappily while sitting up. I looked around my room and froze in fear, there I sat silently praying he didn't hear my over obnoxiously loud alarm.
"Thud, Thud, Thud!" I could hear the heavy footsteps leading to my bedroom door, I closed my eyes hoping he would walk away.
My door flew open to reveal him, oh god, I widened my eyes in surprise and jumped off my bed.
He glared at me and stomped over to my alarm, the song started playing again and I covered my ears awaiting the horrible banshee screams.
"YEAH, WHEN YOU'RE FAMOUS IT CAN BE KINDA FUN, IT'S REALLY YOU BUT NO ONE EVER DISCOVERS." My brother ,otherwise known as Race, screeches the lyrics to Hannah Montana while doing the air guitar.
"God, can't you be any more annoying!" I grumbled in frustration, walking to the alarm I flung it out of my room and into hallway.
After a whole ten minutes of trying to get my brother out of my bedroom I realized I had school today, which made me in an even worse mood that not even a blue raspberry jolly could fix.
I walked into the bathroom to fix my mess of a self and cringed, there in the mirror was a horrifying , disgusting and miserable wrench AKA myself.
"What the crap attack, cant I wake up like the people in the commercials do! I whined to myself while pushing my hair out of my face.
"Svetlana Abrielle Yogi Belladonna Frédérique Pereira, you have 20 minutes till school no guardar me la espera!" My mom yelled from downstairs.
I sighed and hurriedly fixed my hair, guess I'm gonna have to hurry this up. I ran to my closet and brought out a baby blue sweatshirt, black ripped jeans and black converse.
I picked up my backpack and walked down the stairs to see my three brothers fighting over the last piece of bacon.
"Are you serious you both had 3 while I only had 2, I should get the last piece."No, I should I'm the youngest!" Blah, blah, blah I mouthed and grabbed the last piece, they didn't even realize I took it until my youngest brother, Anatoli tried to grab it.
"YOGGGIII!" Anatoli sighed out in frustration and crossed his arms. I raised up my hands as if to say I was sorry and rushed out the door, yelling out a bye just as my best friend Meria showed up in her 2001 Red Dodge Ram.
"Hey guuurrl." She said happily while I opened the car door and jumped in.
"Who pissed in your crayon box?" She questioned looking at me quizzically as I turned to face her grumpily.
"Him!" I muttered absentmindedly and did a go forward motion with my hand.
"Aaaahhh makes sense." I stuck my tongue out at her and we continued on the ride to hell aka school.Herman's POV~
"Oh my goodness gracious, wake up you big baffoon!" Charlotte, my nine year old sister yelled out as she punched me in my stomach.
I groaned in pain, what a great way to wake up. I sat up and stared at my sister in irritation, she stared straight back and said" you big oaf why can't you wake up when I call you the first time!"
I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder while walking to my bedroom door.
I put her down and flicked her forehead, shutting my door I checked my phone. The screen read 7:20am , 20 minutes till school,I sighed in exasperation and made my way to my closet. I grabbed out a random set of clothes, it included a black sweatshirt blue gym shorts, and my black yeezy V2s.
It'll have to do I sighed and went to the bathroom. "Who's that good looking man ha it's me!" I said while brushing my hair out with my fingers. I walked downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed an apple. "Bye!" I yelled out and walked out the door to my 2017 Royal Blue Rolls Royce Ghost.I unlocked my car and got in. I sighed and put the keys in the ignition."Now time for school." I muttered and backed out of the driveway.(Hey sorry if this chapter sucked balls I promise you it will get better)💕💕💕
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The Switch
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