I can't see you!

Hell

My life is boring. Not at my house but it is boring at school

Most of the time I wake up, eat break fast, go for school, most of the time I go back home, do my homework and sleep. No friends, no social life, no nothing, except for a big family.

In reality the I do have social life, it's just not at my school in particular. So as I was saying day's are boring with nothing interesting in my life.

Well this time was no different, or so I thought. I opened my eyes and "WHY THE HELL IT IS MONDAY?!" I scream, freaking the shit out of my older brother Stephen, who opened the for like if there was a murderer in my.

My bedroom is not that big, it is only very simple for the existence, I only have a brown wooden closet, a desk for work, my bed unmade, some stuff around on the floor, my walls are color green since it's my favorite color, my bathroom and a window that looks out the street

"What the hell is going on with you?" Screamed Stephen. I started laghing since he looks really funny with an apron color pink and a spatula in his hand. His turn to bake the breakfast "I was just wondering why Monday's existed and made me miserable all day long since there is a whole week a head of me to reach a weekend" I answered hoarsely and trying to do a teasing tone, which I couldn't .

"Suuuuuure... so since you're already woken up, move your ass from your bed right now and get ready to school Ms.Bedhead"

"Yes mommy" I said teasingly, while reciving a death glare from him.

So I took a quick shower, and dressed with the first things I found. Fifteen minutes later I was ready to eat something.

I wen't down the stairs and there was my "beautiful" family. The oldest who is Stephen, he is 21, me Samantha that I am 16, Shawn who is 12 and last but not least of the brothers is Henry who is 11. Also is my mom Erika and my dad John. Yup a big and happy family of seven members.

Si you may say that I am sociable person at school since I have a lot of siblings, but as I said at the beginning I have no friends, no social life, nothing. Not literally, but you know what I meant.

I have my own reasons for not being sociable, so don't judge me. My parents are worried, the answer is yes, but I don't care. I like not being known at school. At least I have my brothers and their friends.

"Morning honey" those were my parents greeting me as happily as ever

"Mining dad, mom, bests" the little beasts (my little brothers) childly stick their tongue out "gross" I told them.

"Mom, Dad I'm heading out for school, I don't want to be late"

"Sure honey, take something to eat on the road" my mom told me, while I was going to the front dore.

"Take care from the cars" my dad yelled

"Sure dad" I yelled back

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I had a fifteen minutes walk until I reached Hell (That's how I call school), I went straight to my locker and took my stuff, and went to Mr.Barn's class. He is my literature teacher.

I entered to the class. Mr.Barns was a man in his late forties, bald on the top of his head, and at the sides he has some brown hair. He is kind of fat, but always having a good mood.

"Hey Samantha, the director is calling you so you should go to his office now, don't worry about my lesson too much since I know you already read the book we are going to study" he said calmly.

"Okay, thank you Mr.Barns" and I headed straight to the principle office. Great.

I actually haven't done anything bad in school, but the principle is a really good friend of my parents so he tends to ask me for favors. I don't really care unless it involves other students of the school, still I help him.

I knocked the principals door, and opened it when I heard him say "come in". Mr. Dice was sitting in his desk, with an open computer. He was wearing a blue striped shirt and with his brown hair well done. His brown eyes turned to me and the he moved his  head to a chair in which......

"Great, just great..." I mumbled to my self. Not expectating for someone to hear.