Everything can change so fast

Chapter 5

After about an hour of laying in the dark, I finally start to doze off. It is now 3 in the morning and I have to get up at 5, so I don't really see what's the use of getting an two hour nap. 

As I start to doze off I hear rustling in the hallway. Which I am glad for cause I'm not really in the mood to go to sleep. I hear more rustling outside my door. I open my eyes and push myself to a sitting position. I stare at the door shooting daggers at whoever is out there. 

I jump off my bed getting agitated that I was almost asleep, even though I wouldn't have went to sleep anyway. I don't know why I care.

I get over to the door and sling it open, and behind it is Ethan. He stops in mid-movement. He has a hammer in his hand and a paper and nail in the other. 

He looks at me his eyes are huge, he must've thought I was asleep. Well, surprise surprise I'm not! I look at Ethan more and raise my eyebrows in confusion of what's happening. 

Ethan runs to his room, I follow and try to catch the door before he closes it. He starts to close the door, but I catch it in the nick of time. There was maybe an inch or two left in the door when I catch it. I put my back onto the door and steadily place my feet on the dark red carpet. It sort of looks like it's blood stained, but it's not. 

I start pushing with all might I can feel Ethan trying to close the door. What the hell is he trying to hide?

 I can feel the door start to open up, I push harder feeling happy that I'm winning. Don't mess with an almost asleep grizzly. 

I can feel Ethan start to give in, I turn around and push with my arms, cause knowing my brother he'll get to where I'm pushing at my hardest and them he'll move away from the door making me fall. 

As soon as I quit pushing so hard, guess what. He lets go. I fall a little, but not as much as if I was full force pushing on it.

As I steady myself, I stare at him. I guess he was expecting to make me fall them, then push me out. With him failing he stares at me in disbelief. I am now standing up straight, with my hand on my hip. I furrow my eyebrows. He just stands there with a half smirk on his face.

I raise one of my eyebrows, wondering what he was doing. He takes the paper and wads it in a ball and throw it in the trash can.

As soon as he tries to shoot it I interfere with the shot, catching the wad of paper. I smile with satisfaction. I can hear him whisper, "Shit!" I glare at him. Why is this piece of paper so important he didn't want me to see it, but he was gonna post it on my door?

He returns the glare not breaking the stare. He looks at me, I can see his mouth open and he says just above a whisper,"Please don't read it, I was gonna post it on your door for tomorrow to help boost your confidence."

I stare at him again, but break under his beautiful emerald green eyes. I roll my eyes as I give him the paper. He stares at my hand I give him with the paper, then back up at me with disbelief.

I head back to my room and turn on my light and shut my door. I grab my laptop out from off desk and get on Facebook.

I scroll through the news feed for about 5 minutes, but then I realize there's nothing good, so I slam shut the lid and sit it on the floor beside my bed. I stare back up at the ceiling, bored out of my mind.

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It's officially 5:00 so I get out of bed and head over to my closet and grab a new selection of clothes, since I'm gonna have a new attitude I want a new look. Instead of the jeans, hoodie, and Converse. I grab a really pretty tank top/crop top, a pair of short denim shorts, with a pair of wedges. I grab my underwear and head to the shower.

I already had my towel hanging up so I don't have to go grab one. I turn the water to hot and step in. I wash off all the bad memories from yesterday.

It's a new day. It's a new day.

I hop out of the shower and dry off. I put on my clothes, and look in the mirror. I mean the reflection isn't the ugliest one, but I need to change a lot.

I look at my freckles, I love my freckles. They are so pretty. I turn look at my eyes. I get closer to the mirror to concentrate on my eyes more. Closer to the pupil it's a green color, but when it goes out toward the outside it turns blue. That's what I love about my eyes.

I feel like wearing makeup today, but don't wanna cover up my freckles. But there are so many other flaws I wanna cover up though. For instance the bumps on my forehead. I have a bunch of bumps, it's not acne, but there are these like 6 bumps on my head I can't get rid of. There is again the scar on forehead from when I was like 6 years old. I tripped and got my head on the table leaving a big scar.

I decide not to put on makeup, not caring what anyone will think. Well, I probably will care just won't show it.

I walk back into my room and look at the clock to the left of my door. It's officially 5:30. I open my mouth in disbelief. It's only been 30 fucking minutes. What the hell!!!

I roll my eyes at the annoying thought.

I head back over to my bed and sit on the edge. I look down at my feet. I have my feet placed where my toes are pointing toward each other. It runs in the family.

My brown hair is hanging down on my back. It's reaches my butt. I have never cut, and I really want to.

I sit on my bed bored it out​ my mind. I start twiddling my thumbs, and tapping my feet. A song pops in my head and I start humming it. I then start singing, the words pouring out without me trying.

After about 2 songs I glance over at the clock. It's not 5:50. It's so boring. I stand up off the bed and walk to the door. I doing open the door and head downstairs into the kitchen. Mom's in there making breakfast. I sniff the air to figure out what she's making.

I can smell an overpowering smell of bacon and a hint of eggs. My mouth waters at the smell. I lick my lips and walk toward mom. I tapp her shoulder making her jump. She turns around her eyes as big as saucers. She starts to yell,"Don't scare someone when they're in the kitchen. I could've hurt you!"

I take a step back scared she's fine blow. I look at get and she turns away, acting like last night never happened.

I roll my eyes at the thought and walk over to the table. I pull out a chair and sit down. Mom brings a plate of food over to me. Happiness washes over me as I stare at the food.

I scarf down the food faster than a block of an eye. I look behind me and see Ethan. He says, "Get your stuff now, you're getting to school early today.

I run up the stairs, confusion takes over my face. Why does he wanna leave so early?

As I get up the stairs my door is closed, but I remember opening it. On the door is the crumpled up paper from last night. It says "You can do it, and even if you can't just call me and I'll beat those mother fuckers asses!!"

As I read it a smile creeps onto my face. I run into my bedroom to get my bag.

I put it on and run downstairs. I see when at the front door. I see him smirking. I run to him and grab him in a hug. He grabs into a bear hug, hugging me tighter. I whisper to him, " I love you."

He whispers back, "Love you to little sis!"
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A/N-

Hey guys. Sorry I was supposed to update a lot more often, because I thought I was supposed to have my weekend off but I didn't since Easter was on Sunday my family was super busy. I've also have Istep next week which sucks. I will try to update as much as possible.

I would also like to thank all the people who cares about the book and votes. Also could you vote, comment what you think, and please share to your friends. I would appreciate it. Also comment if you see any mistakes.

Also when I was writing about her eyes being green and blue, mine are too. Also the same about my hair. I mean I'm not 17, but I've never cut my hair. I want to just not allowed to.

Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.

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