Monday

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Chapter one: Bad luck

I DON'T CARE! Mondays are always the devils work. Why?! What makes someone hate them so much that they don't even start to care about anything they do? It's a mystery to most people but Mondays can also be good for most of my friends. The other day Vanessa found a $50 dollar bill in front of her house! All I ever find is dog poop and my annoying next door neighbor, Cathie.

Ugh. I'm always tired on Mondays. It's the same routine. Mom gets ready, Dad gets ready, my sister Britney makes breakfast, and I moan over school.

I smelled the nasty oatmeal my sister made but managed to smile and say " yum" when I take a bite. But not this time. I really don't remember what happened next but I remember that I felt some chunky stuff on my face.

" Amber!, Wake up and get your face out of that oatmeal", my mom yelled.

I took my face out of the bowl and took a look at myself in the mirror.

" That oatmeal facial isn't gonna wipe away your ugliness", Britney joked.

I mocked her under my breath as she went to put on her sneakers on. Mom came rushing down the stairs.

" Your gonna be late if you don't hurry and wash your face."

I don't know if it was the smell of ass on my face or the fact that it was on my face but I had a feeling that this Monday was gonna feel like crap once again.

Ya see, every Monday starts out with a bad situation. For example, my face. Last week Britney took too long in the bathroom and I had to go to school with my hair wet. I've had better days then today but hey, what else can go wrong?

I walked to my bike outside with confidence that I didn't smell like a granola bar. My brown hair straight and my nikes were spot on and nothing was going to stop me today.

I went on my bike and once I got to the second block- WOOSH! A car pasted by and the left over puddles from the rain instantly went on me! I knew in that moment, I really looked like crap. And the thing was that today was picture day! How was I supposed to take a picture looking like I just swam out of the ocean after titanic?

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