Do I Know You?

Chapter 1

First thing I had to deal with everyday in the morning: the most annoying alarm clock ever! It began my mornings of hell. Senior year and I still hadn't become accustomed to that freaking alarm clock. I slugged out of bed in my excuse for pajamas to see my little sister was already bright-eyed and chipper, and it was only 6:30.

"Mornin' Olive," I shuffled my way over to the cabinet looking for cereal. "How'd ya sleep?"

"Oh I slept great last night Becs! I had a dream I was the new Barbie doll and everybody worshipped me and made movies about me! Oh and guess what! I had a really big spelling paper I had to do last night and..." she just seemed to ramble on and on and on and on. Like my god, did she ever have an 'OFF' switch? But I loved her anyways. She is about the only person I could put up with in the mornings. I guess it was her adorable blond curls and her bright, pink cheeks and her crystal blue eyes that gave her the pass. She was my little morning person.

"That sounds great Olive, are you all ready for school?" I patted her back. She giggled her way to the doorway with her pink back pack waiting for me to catch up. "Well hold up. I'm not exactly ready yet and you're a bit early, okay? We have an hour to relax. You go put on Full House while I'll go get ready."

She propped her bag right down and ran for the remote. I walked back upstairs to clean myself off. I had that morning stench in every place my body could have that stench. It was down right awful. Once I was cleaned off I got dressed in my jeans and floral T-shirt, put on my make-up, and scrambled around my room for my lucky jacket. Once I was all packed up, we still had a few minutes to spare. I snuggled up right against my sister on the couch and watched Full House as she rambled on just about anything a six-year-old could talk about.

Mom and Dad came down the steps all ready to head off to work. It was cute that they'd take turns driving each other to work. Everyone who is anyone would dream for a relationship like my parents had. They were always so happy together. My mom put her fingers through my hair, "You sure you don't want us to drive you two to school? It wouldn't take too long."

I shook my head, "You two go, we don't need you both to be late to work." They gave us kisses and hugs and headed out the door. We would've been right behind them if Olive wouldn't have begged for us to finish the episode.

"Olivia Halene Parker, if we don't leave soon you'll be late for show-and-tell," I warned her. She was up and the TV was off like lightening.

She tugged at arm trying to make me go faster to the car than I already was. "Becca Logan Parker, you better get me to school on time or you're in big trouble!"

"Ooh I'm so scared by a little Olive," I teased her. Just as I looked up, there he was. Matt Walters, the spawn of the devil himself. Since we were kids, our parents would try to make us hang out, but no matter what happened, by the end we wanted to hurt the other.

I still remember when we were five, his parents got a new swing set in the backyard and said I could play on it whenever I wanted. So I went out back to go swing, and the next thing I knew, the swing was going out of control and I got thrown off and hit the ground hard. When I turned around, Matt Walters was shaking the swing so he could get on. Since then, we were at war. Now, we just hated each other and tried to keep our distance.

I put the keys in the ignition and started up the car. I looked back up to see if he was still there. I saw him looking right back at me. We both turned away quickly to end the awkward moment and drove in opposite directions.

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