What's Wrong With Her? [COMPLETED]

FOUR

FOUR

I was awoken by a rushed knocking on the door, "Elle" I voice sang through it, "Time to get up" it was one of my brothers, I just wasn't awake enough to tell which one,

I groaned and rolled back over, trying to pretend I didn't hear him.

"Elle?" I heard the door open and someone entered,

"Go away" I said groggily,

I heard a chuckle, "Come on, you need to get ready for school"

"I don't want to go" I said, pulling the duvet over my head, "You can't make me"

There was another laugh before the duvet started to be pulled off me, I tried to grab onto it to stop it, but my brother was obviously much stronger than I was.

"Come on!" he said laughing,

"Ughhh" I groaned loudly before sitting up and looking at him through half closed eyes, he was smiling "Can't I just skip today and go back tomorrow?"

He shook his head, "Defiantly not" he chucked the duvet back at me and started to walk out of the room, "Come on, you have half an hour"

My eyes shot open, "Half an hour is not long enough"

He laughed as he walked out of the room, "You should have set your own alarm then" He shut the door and I bounded out of the bed.

Exactly thirty minutes later I heard a voice shout from downstairs, "Come on Elle!" Caleb's voice boomed up the stairs,

"Two seconds!" I shouted back, trying to squeeze my school shirt over my head. It wasn't going to fit, it was way too small and tight – I couldn't go looking like this, I had rolls everywhere! I groaned loudly, "Has anyone got a spare school shirt I can borrow?" I shouted downstairs to my brothers, knowing they'd be able to hear me, "Mine doesn't fit!"

I heard footsteps on the stairs and the sound of movement in the room next door – Ethan's room, before my door flung open. He threw the school shirt at me, "Here. Now hurry up, Caleb's getting pissed" he said as he shut the door behind him whilst walking out,

I quickly changed into the shirt Ethan had given me, even though I liked oversized tops, it was actually miles too big for me – it looked like a dress.

I grabbed a spare hair tie and tied it up at the front making it look a bit better and looked at myself in the mirror.

Luckily the school weren't that strict with uniform and we only had to wear the school shirt and jumper (if it was cold enough to even wear a jumper). We were allowed to wear what we wanted on the bottom, so today I was wearing my signature black skinny jeans with some black and white 'old school Vans'.

I had put minimal make up on, I don't really wear makeup, other than quickly do my eyebrows with a bit of gel, and some mascara on my eyelashes. I had pulled my brown hair up into a ponytail and had pinned up the bits at the back that had fallen down. 

"ELLE!" Caleb's voice boomed,

"Coming!" I shouted back whilst grabbing my school bag and slinging it over my shoulder, I also grabbed my glasses from my desk and popped them on,

I rushed down the stairs and stood at the bottom, looking at my three brothers.

"Finally," Caleb sighed, spinning his car keys around his fingers and pushing off the wall from where he was leant. "Come on" he opened the door,

"I don't get time for breakfast?" I asked,

"If you had woken up on time you could have had breakfast" Caleb said, "but you fell back to sleep"