Chapter one

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"Keyshia wake!!" My mom shouts for the hundredth time

"Whyyyyyy?" I groan as I slowly open my ears. When I see the sun I immediately shut my eyes.

Why does the sun have to shine so bright. I mentally cry

"Because you have to go to school," She replies while taking my blanket off my warm and cozy body.

I hate it when she does that!

"But I don't want to," I complain in 5 year old kid tone

"Well guess what honey, you don't have a choice," My mom says with her hands on her hips

"But in life, mom, aren't we supposed to have the freedom to choose?" I question while getting out off my bed then I cross my arms waiting for her to reply.

"Yes you do," She answers then she continues, " and I also have the choice to ......take your phone away, ban you from watching TV, not give you your allowance and-"

"You know what mom, never mind I'm going to school today," I cut her off and give her a big smile

"Thought so, now go brush your teeth because your probably making the sun jealous, judging by how yellow they are," My mom says with humor and disgust evident in her voice

"Ha ha so funny," I say in a sarcastic tone. This made her laugh so hard she nearly started crying

When she finally recovers and she walks out the room not before saying "I am indeed funny," I just roll my eyes at her

I also walk out my room and head to the bathroom to take a shower. I take a quick shower and get ready for another day at the hellhole we call school.

Don't get me wrong I like school. It's just the people in it that make the place less fun and happy. There are just so many words to describe people. Like for example, you have the nerds who are always picked on and are the target. You have the ones who are filthy rich and are only focused on their looks and materials. You have the ones who are homophobic and torture people be cause of who they like and their differences. Then of course you always have to have the bullies.

I wear my black jeans, long sleeved yellow top with a pair vans and put on my signature clothing, a hoodie. You literally wear a hoodie for any occasion, if you're having a bad hair day wear a hoodie, if you don't want to be seen wear a hoodie, if it's a cold day wear a hoodie and if you have nothing to wear,  just wear a hoodie.

After I make sure I look decent enough I make my way downstairs for breakfast. As I walk down the stairs I suddenly slip and go tumble down the stairs.

"Owwwww!" I groan as I look to see what made me trip

I know exactly who did this ...

"Hugo!!!" I shout at the top of my lungs as I get up and limp to the kitchen

"Uuu, your in trouble," Clinton warns his twin brother with a chuckle

"Yes?" Hugo turns to me with a shy smile on his lips

"Oh, don't act so innocent with me, I know your the one who put the banana peal on the stairs, what have I said about pranks?" I place my hands on my hips as i narrow my eyes at him

"I'm sorry, I didn't think you would be mad, I thought you would laugh," He softly says while looking down

"So you think that-"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 21, 2019 ⏰

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