That night, I dream of a tall skinny lady in a long black skirt and a white blouse.she had short black hair that reached only to her ear lobes and she had a look in her eyes that made me shiver in fear. She was screaming at someone, but I couldn't see who it was. There were students around the whole room but they were all just staring blankly at the lady screaming. It almost seemed like they couldn't think, like they couldn't do anything. "MAY!" the lady screams "MAY, WAKE UP!" I open my eyes to see my older brother. He is wearing a dark blue T-shirt with a picture of a giant cross on it. His hair was messy as usuall, and he wore dark blue jeans. "Remember school?'' he asks sarcastically and than pulls out the blanket from over my face. "Ugh" I groan ''Just kill me now.'' My brother looks down at the ground for a few seconds and than looks back up at me,he shrugs his shoulders "Okay," he sas normally "That can be arranged"
Now I'm afraid, I know my brother by now. Suddenly, I feel something heavy on me, my brother, Zack, jumps up on the bed and starts tickling me. I burst out in laughter as I struggle to free myself from his grasp. My brother is tall with dark brown emo looking hair. He's 16 years old and a video game addict. He loves to bother me all the time, and if you get him angry he can turn into a real big asshole. I scream trying to kick him. "OKAY." I yell punching whatever my fist can reach. "I'LL GET UP!" I feel his grasp realease me and watch him stand up. I breathte heavily trying to catch my breath. "that's what I thought" I hear my brother chuckle. Than I jump out of bed as fast as I can and punch him right in the gut. "Ohhhhh" I hear my brother groan in pain. I laugh as he he clenches onto his stomach. "Not cool, May!" he cries out, and than I see him stand up taller "Not cool." "Uh oh" I mumble, and than dash out of my room. "Stop being a wussy, May" Zack screams as he chases me down the staircase, and into the kitchen.
We both screech to a halt. Our mom stares us both in the eye as she walks across the room, "Morning Mom." my brother says quietly. Her shirt was really loose on her and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra yet, she wasn't wearing any pants and only underwear, the usual morning mom."You guys are both idiots." she whispers to herself just loud enough for me to hear it. I look down at the floor and mumble," You raised us.'' She turns around and looks at me, "What was that?" she asks angrilly "Nothing." I reply nervously. "Good." she says in a firm voice, "We have to go, get Ashly." I smile at my brother, "Not it." I quickly say before he could do anything else. "Ugh" I hear him groan. "I always have to do it, don't I?" "Yes." I smirk. Ashly is my 8 year old demon sister that is annoying as hell, and super spoiled. She always gets what she wants and throws a tantrum for lidderaly everything. She is a good height for an eight year old, she has dark brown hair that reaches down to her collar bones and is the defenition of hell.
Once Zack gets Ashly we all pile up into the car. "Ugh" I hear Ashly say "Do I really need to sit next to you?" She asks as if she was the one that was supposed to be annoyed. She is wearing a prple shirt with a pink tutu and a really ugly necklace around her neck. I turn and look out the window knowing that if I say something back, we will surely get in a giant argument, and that I'm going to end up punching her in the face... with a hammer. The days leading up to summer school were miserable. Little did I know that it would be 150 times worse in the actual school.
