He was just a friend or was he?

Chapter 1

3 years ago.
Friday 6 am
So peaceful morning. Still in bed under the blankets. Scrolling down Instagram and Facebook trying to see what crazy things people were posting.  I hear my sisters getting up from their bed and running to the bathroom.  Hearing them arguing who was first known, we had two bathrooms. 

My sisters are both 10 and they are annoying at times and yes all young siblings are annoying but they are fraternal twins, imagine the Double.  The oldest one is Julie. She is a sweetheart she's shy like me at times but when she is mad she ignores everyone even if you didn't do anything at all. She locks herself in her room and uses the iPad all day. Damn, We definitely related 😯.

And the other one is Jane she is a tough one. She is very sensitive. For example, she's all heated and starts yelling, then one moment she uses the saying "you're calling me this?? You hurting my feelings. Like bipolar much.!!..
but I do love them the same. They're unique in their way. 

Then there's my older brother Mat. He's two years older than me. He's such a corn.! Like I can never have one serious moment without laughing so hard.  We go a long way together. We used to live with both parents at an apartment before my sisters were born. We lived on the third floor and under us was my cousin's grandmother who was like my own grandmother.  She babysat us all the time she was so kind she was like an angel who watched over us.
Sadly she passed away when I was around 13. The death of her brought our family downhill but we all getting used to it.

I looked at the clock and it was 6:10 am. I jumped out of bed knowing I would probably go back to sleep.

I slowly got up and headed to the bathroom. did my hygiene. And headed to my room to change.
I look at myself in the mirror.

I have curly medium dark brown hair and my skin is a medium beige. My mom is Spanish and my dad is black and which made me look like a native with very curly hair. 😂😂

Hearing my dad calling me downstairs. I started to finish getting ready.

The smell of bacon and pancakes with eggs spread around the whole kitchen downstairs. Knowing that smell it was my mom's cooking.

My mom worked every day at 2 am besides Wednesday but knowing it was the first day of back to school she took a day off. And my dad he works every day around 4 in the afternoon besides Mondays.

After breakfast, I headed upstairs to brush my teeth and get my bag ready for school.

Minutes later I was street away from my school. My brother was in the front complaining he needed his own car

Mat: dad come on I'm a senior I should have a car
Dad: You don't have a license. How you drive
Mat: nooo you already teach me to drive I have a permit
Dad: You drive later no now

🙄 I'm 16! And I never touched the car wheel before and never planned to.

We Parked outside the school and watched people going up the stairs.

Can't believe I'm a Sophomore! Damn 2 more years of hell. Great I wonder what this year going to end up. Knowing I'm known as a shy girl to others is definitely the worse feeling.

I kissed my dad goodbye and walked out of the car. The hearing of girls screaming and laughing and seeing everyone with their friends made my stomach go around in circles.