part 1

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It's morning...to my despair, a Monday morning.... nothing can be worst than Monday mornings..I kept repeating the mantra for at least  as long as I can remember.
Just in time, my bratty excuse of a young sister ran into my room unceremoniously.....I groaned in frustration.
" Get out Lynn....you are so annoying..."
"Oh come on, get up......"she nudged.
Making matters worse, she drew the curtains so wide that I squinted my eyes in pain....
" Get the fuck out of here...!"
"Not until you are up.." she shot back.
"Arghh....!"
She just can't leave well enough alone...
Just when I was getting ready to to go back to sleep...she pulled my blanket,
"That's it....you are dead meat"
I suddenly pounced  on her while she ducked on time and ran down the corridor squealing like a maniac.
This has to do... for now, I thought. I padded towards my closet and took out my fluffy channel slippers,....and went towards the bathroom.

To be exact, am the second born of three in our family. My big brother Dean and our young sister Lynn. So far we, the Llyods at least can say we lead modern life,  my dad Duncan Llyods is the CEO of International Telecommunication Company. My mom, a business woman... entirely. My brother Dean is a very good looking fella with wavy shiny almost copper hair...square shoulders, much built, emerald eyes...sharp and stern. Very handsome...and, gay.
He works for dad, though how they patched things up...I surely don't know. My dad did not surely accept his gay side. How he found out, I shudder at a memory of dad finding Dean in a passionate embrace with the boy next door. It was chaos.

Lynn, the beautiful one...now in high school.. resembles more of mom, delicate face, stormy eyes...and entirely stubborn.

What me? ...

Just the same old Brooke...dad's eyes, full lips, arched brows,pointed nose...and a fierce temper.

Let say,  the Llyods in a perfect sync

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