The Gallaghers.

Chapter 1.

Alexia's P.O.V.

"Where's my microfiber towel?" I ask scanning my room.

My room is a huge mess right now and mom would kill me, which is why I need to get ready before anyone else in order to not give her any reason to go to my room.

Hum what's next? Oh yeah, leave-in conditioner. Curl activator. Gel. Brush. Scrunch. Separate curls. Use diffuser.

Ugh, diffusers take so long to dry curly hair especially when the hair is long.

After I'm done I scan myself. Ooh curls poppin'!

I put on my white heels with my white cardigan matching with my dress. I grab my phone, charger, bible and put it all inside my bag.

As soon as I open the door, I see a basketball flying around the hallway.

"You stupid idiot! I can't believe you used my deodorant." I hear my sister Elle yell and out of the five of us siblings, something tells me that Jake was the one who fucked up.

Just like I imagined I see Jake roll his head back in laughter from his bedroom door.

I see Elle, stomping her feet toward him. Jake casually stares at her smiling during the process. As she was about to enter his room, Jake decides to add gasoline to the fire.

"I'm naked!" He says smiling.

That's the worst thing you can get in this family. The "Naked" card. It basically ruins any sort of torture you were planning to give to your ennemy.

"I hate you!" Elle screams to her rage. Jake slams the door in her face and continues to laugh in response. Elle then turns to look at me and before she could open her mouth I instantly tell her that I got her and give her my extra deodorant.

"Thanks!" She gives me a small smile. "Sometimes you're the best."

Sometimes? Bitch if you don't...

I simply give her a small smile in response. It was one of the rare moments where she'd say something almost nice to me.

I head downstairs to join the family for breakfast.

"Where are Elena and Jacob?" My mother asks as soon she sees me.

Well good morning to you too, I think mentally rolling my eyes.

"They're coming soon." Was all I could answer. She sights exasperated showing her disapproval.

I give dad his morning hug then simply nod at Nate and Scar, my other siblings.

Nate was eldest of all of us. Then was born Elle, then Jake, then me and then finally Scar.

We eventually leave our beautiful white three story house. And head to our black Range Rover.

We lived in a rich side of the suburb. Not that rich since most of the people that live in our neighborhood are upper middle classed people like us. People often consider us rich because of the way we live.

"Yo mom," Jake starts but is immediately interrupted by her.

"Mother would be the ideal here Jacob Alexius." She glares at him as she says that.

"Jake would be ideal too and now we're even." He replies back smiling.

Dad drastically stops the car, inhales then exhales, then attempts to beat him but fails due to mom's "not here" glare.

"Can you just ask the question without being disrespectful?" Scar groans.

"Can you just..." Jake mimics her but cuts himself. "Anyways, why do we always have to be 15 minutes early?"