Daisy

One: Donuts In A Parking Lot

( Daisy's POV )

I sat up in bed slowly, taking in the feeling of sunlight on my skin. I carefully peel the covers off my petite body. I place my feet on the soft, white carpet of my room. I stand up and fix my covers. I even out the pillows and spread the sheets neatly across the bed. I walk to my door, opening it as a blanket of warmness covers me, yet  again. Sighing, I walk to my bathroom.

I look in the mirror at my frizzy caramel hair. I grab my beloved green and blue brush off the counter. I slowly start brushing my hair at the end first. I make my way up until my hair is tangle-free. I walk to the shower and move the lever to warm. Not too hot, not too cold. 

I peel off my pyjamas and set them carefully on the counter top. I step into the warm shower and grab my vanilla-scented shampoo. I put some shampoo in my hand and lather it in my hair. I wash out the suds from my hair and scrub my body clean. 

I step out from the shower and turn the water off. I grab a purple fluffy towel and wrap it around my body. I walk out of the steam-filled bathroom, entering the hallway. I make sure no one is here, and slip into my room. I open a drawer from dresser and pull out a bra and undies.

I move down to the next drawer, opening it to see what clothes it holds. I grab a pair of shorts, a red plaid button-up shirt, and combat ankle-boots. I walk back into the bathroom to change. I drop my towel and pull on my clothes.

I grab a hair-tie and put my hair in a messy, high bun. i grab a bandana and wrap it above the bun, making sure the tied part is in the front. I apply some light mascara and pink lipstick. I look into my full length mirror and nod my head in approval. I grab my black sunglasses and put them on.

I skip out of my bathroom and into the hallway. Before I can step onto the stairs, I bump into someone. i look up to see one of Cain's friends. He smiles and return it. "Sup."  He says coolly. "Well, to be precise, the sky." I state. He laughs a big laugh, which I've never heard anyone do before. 

"Where's Cain's room?" He asked stupidly. "Well, since your too dumb to see the words Cain's Room on the door, then right there," I say in a 'duh' tone, pointing to the door in front of us. He blushes lightly, causing me to laugh. "Later!" I yell running past him down the stairs.

I smell bacon and in a flash I'm in the kitchen.  "BACON!!" I yell, rushing over to Lily's side. I shove bacon in my mouth yelling, "Hot! Hot!". "Why thank you, I like this outfit, too." Lily smiles. I snort at her, which is not very lady like.

Cain and his friend rush into the kitchen. They drool at the sight of bacon in front of them. "Well? Get some you lazy a-" 

"Language, Daisy." A strangely familiar voice says. We all stop what we are doing, none of us moving. "Good morning, a-holes." Our 'Father' says. We all move to the same side, so he can get the plate of breakfast waiting for him. 

As he is walking by, he pats my head, making Cain's friend pull me behind him. Why? I have no idea. I have had a crush on his friend for awhile, but I never knew his name. So one day, I just gave up. After all, he is 19. I am 16. Big difference, huh?

'Dad' greedily snatches his plate from the counter. As he walks closer to me, Cain's friend grips on me harder, but not to where I feel pain. As he leaves the kitchen to his 'office', we all grab our bags and rush outside. Yes, we all go to the same school. 

I don't have a license, so every day Cain drives me and let's me pick the car. Today, I feel like doing something fun. We all walk out to the garage, and I walk over to my prized car. It's a 1969, Blue, Ford Mustang Coupe. Hey? I love my mustangs.

 Cain smiles. "Nice pick, little sis." I smile and jump in shotgun. With that, they all hop in. I was about to buckle in when I was picked up and carried to the back. 

"Hey! What gives?" I yell. Someone slides into the backseat with me on their lap. "Well, I'm picking someone else up and there are only four seats..." Cain explains. I turn around to see I'm sitting on Cain's friend's lap. "What's your name, anyways?" I ask confused.

He chuckles. "Ryder." 

"OK then Ryder. Why don't you ride motorcycles?" I ask, fake confusion written on my face. "Cause." He pouts. Ha. This is funny.

On the ride to whoever's house we are going to, I keep annoying Ryder. When we stop, I jump up and hit my head. "Ouch!" I grunt, pain throbbing in my head. Aspen, my best friend, jumps in the backseat next to us.

"Hey! She's mine!" Aspen fake pouts. "Fine then." Ryder says as I am lifted up and into Aspens lap. "So, so, confused." I mutter while shaking my head. Then it all comes to me.

"Wait, why am I sitting back here? No ones even up front!" I shout. "Would you rather sit with me, a cold seat, or him?" Aspen says, jerking his thumb at Ryder. "Hmm..."  This is a hard choice...

"Ryder!" I say jumping off of Aspen. "Aw! C'mon Dais!" Aspen pouts. I smile smugly, and hop into the front seat. I buckle in so no one can pull me back this time. "Beat that, suckas!" I say in between laughs. Their faces are priceless!

Now that I have nothing to do...let's do something fun. I lean over and whisper into Cain's ear. He grins and nods. As we enter the parking lot, Cain starts revving the engine. Once he has full attention, he does a few donuts. 

"Woohoo!" I yell as the car spins in circles. I glance back, once we stop, to see a sick looking Aspen and Ryder. I start laughing hysterically at their faces. They look green! This should be funny. I sling my bag over my shoulders and step out. Everyone is gawking at us.

"What?! Never seen a person do Donuts In A Parking Lot?!" I scream, walking into the building.