Rules

My Rules- 1

Monday, January 1, 2018.
Precisely at 7:30 am.

"Wake up! Wake up!! WAKE UP!! It's seven freaking thirty in the morning. You are going to be late!" My mom said while pushing me off the bed. At least she didn't throw a bucket of cold water on me today.

"Mom! Can't you just wake me up on time instead of doing this every morning?" I said getting up from the floor and rubbing my butt but my mom was already running out of my room to wake up my other two siblings that had school. I got up and went to the bathroom to do my business, brush my teeth, comb my hair and finally put on some comfy clothes for school.

I came out of the bathroom in only 5 minutes - that is what I initially thought, but the clock in my room with the numbers 8:05 said otherwise. I glared daggers at the clock and ran downstairs to the dining room where everyone was indulged in eating.

Rule No. 1: No body gets out of the house without having breakfast even if they are running late.

"Ok mom, I am going to school!", I said after hurriedly eating breakfast in two big bites. Yes, I have the ability to shove as much food in my mouth as I want.

"Get home as soon as school is over. Make sure to look at both sides before crossing the road. Oh and if any stranger gives you candies or chocolates or asks you to go with them, punch them in the face or put pepper spray in their eyes and run away." My amazing and wonderful mom (note the sarcasm) told us, more specifically me all this. Yes, she still thinks I am a 6 year old.

Rule no. 2: Listen to your mothers daily lectures without complaining or rolling your eyes because if you did, you'd get smacked on the head.

After my mothers boring lectures, I ran out of the house towards school. The first class was of Miss Brooklyn and she was NOT good at forgiving. I ran without looking and bumped into someone and ended up falling down with them and then that person turned out to be my handsome prince charming whom I was going to marry in the future! Or not... I thought as I looked at the wrinkly old face of my not so nice neighbour.

I opened my mouth to apologize but then in the distance, I heard the sound of the school bell ringing indicating the start of first period.

"Shit!" I said and ran past Mrs. Meyers who was still on the ground waving her stick around and yelling something like...

"You are the shit!"

Rule no. 3: Respect your elders no matter what.

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"Hands in the air!", I shouted after barging in my class. Everyone including the teacher turned to look at me. Some kid screamed and got under the desk probably thinking that the school was being robbed.

"Miss Elliot, what a pleasure it is to see you" My teacher said with gritted teeth and a deathly glare.

"Aw, thank you maam. That is honestly the most nicest thing you've ever said to me!", I placed a hand on my heart to show how grateful I was for her kind gesture.

"Detention after school!" Uhm okay then? Maybe she got dumped and is now acting like my cranky old neighbours.

I sighed and went to sit in my seat. As soon as I was seated, I felt something cold. I immediately got up to see that my skirt was drenched by the water that some bastard threw on my chair to make fun of me. As soon as I got up, everyone turned to look at me and when they saw my soaking skirt, they all burst out laughing.

"Elliot, if you had to go to the bathroom so badly, you could've asked Miss Brooklyn, you know?" A guy whom I am going to name 'Bastard' said and everyone started laughing harder.