My alarm clock went off and I groaned. Monday morning... I kept pounding the button but the damn thing wouldn't shut up, so I yanked it out of the wall and chucked it across the room.
I rolled out of bed and crawled into the bathroom. I started the water for a shower and stripped my clothes.
I turned on the radio and sang along to whatever played as I scrubbed my body.
When I was finished I blow-dried my hair and straightened it. I put on some concealer, mascara, eyeliner, and some chapstick. I threw on some high-waisted skinny jeans and a cropped red baseball tee.
I slipped my phone in my pocket and ran down the stairs.
"Morning" I said to my mom and sister.
"Go to hell" my sister, Ashley, snorted. Ashley is a complete bitch. She doesn't care about anyone but herself, she's 26 and still lives at home. She goes to parties, gets drunk, and fucks people 24/7.
"Living with you is enough" I snorted back.
"Girls, girls. Please" my mom said.
I poured a bowl of lucky charms, my favorite, and practically shoved it down my throught.
I grabbed my keys, backpack and slipped on my vans before heading out the door.
I unlocked my black jeep and drove to school. I sighed. Another day in the hell known as high school...
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Living with the Masons
General FictionShe had a hard life. Her mom decided that she needed to start over and shipped off to an unknown friend. She feels trapped with no way out, but slowly, one person manages to gain her trust. Her life will never be the same.