Hey guys! This is a new story that I'm trying out. I got the idea earlier and cant seem to forget it. Comment some critisism! Good or Bad.
Enjoy!
Laurel <3
Also this chapter is dedicated to StylishImmortal for being a good friend and having AMAZING stories!!!! :)
Kylie-
"IF YOU DONT GET OUT OF BED IN THE NEXT TEN MINUTES I'M TAKING AWAY YOUR PHONE!"
This is what I hear from my mom every morning.
Does she not understand that I have to get some sleep so I dont wake up with bags under my eyes?
I grudgingly get up and make my way to the shower.
I take a shower and brush my teeth in record time.
I swear their should be something in the Olympics for getting ready for school. Cause if their was I would get the gold and then, maybe mom would be proud of me.
I think for all of the seventeen years I have been alive my mom has hated me.
I know, you're asking, how can that be true?
I am just always screwing up.
I put on some jeans and my purple vneck and twist my brown hair into a bun.
I mean its my Senior year, who cares how you look?
Lucky for the people in North Carolina this mid-october weather is so nice. I am lucky I dont have to bring a jacket with me, because I wouldn't know how to find one in all the dirty clothes on my floor.
I head downstairs and see my fifteen year old brother John alerady sitting at the table eating his cereal, dressed and ready to go.
"Suck up" I mutter as I pass him.
"Well isn't someone looking lovely as ever. And having a wonderful morning to. Oh how I love these minutes I get to spend with you dear sister." John replies sarcastically.
"Shut up and eat your Fruit Loops before I stuff them down your face." I sneer. I am SO not in the mood for his behavior this early.
"Mom says you have to give me a ride this morning Ky. She says she has to go into the office early.
Crap! I think. A whole twenty minutes with this Idiot. I can not put up with it. Even if I do have headphones. This is not the correct way to punish someone.
"Nope." I say, poppin the "p". "Find someone else twerp."
"Aw Kyles, just do it without complaining. Were going to the same place anyway. Just consider it as a early birthday present to Mom." John says.
Birthday? What? Ever since dad died a few years ago I havent been very caught up on holidays and special occasions. One time I even forgot Thanksgiving.
"Whens her birthday?" I ask while I grab a granola bar.
"Tomorrow. Duh its been on the calender for 6 months. I got her this amazing mug online."
Suck up strikes again.
"Ugh I'll go to the mall tomorrow before she wakes up." I say.
Thank god its friday.
"Come on I'll give you a rida if you mangae to get in the front seat in three minutes." I say not enjoying any second of this torture.
This is not gonna be a good weekend.
