Part 9: The toothbrush

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"Joel!!!!!"

My brother's head pops through the bathroom door.

"What?!"

"My toothbrush!"

I hold up what's left of my toothbrush for him to see. My brother just shrugs.

"You need to stop giving my toothbrush to Justin!!!!"

Joel just looks at me with a I don't care look and walks away. I roll my eyes at him and comb my hair. After 20 minutes, I managed to comb,straighten, and style my hair into a Katniss braid. In another 10 minutes, I put on acne cream on and brushed my teeth with a back-up toothbrush that was in the attic for 2 years. After I finish applying my make-up I head downstairs to the dining table. When I get there I see my parents eating their oatmeal with their toes.

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