Show me the Stars

The Comparison

We're finally going to meet Adam!
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Adam's POV:

My alarm blared loudly under my pillow. I groaned and fished it out and stopped it. The time read 6:15. I put my hands over my eyes and sat up. I walked to the bathroom and did all the necessities. I put my white button down on, my black tie, and put my dark green sweater on top. I pulled my black dress pants on and slipped my dark gray Adidas's on to my feet. My hair was a mess so I ran my hand through it a few times until it was good. If I brushed it, it would make no change.

My hair is just too curly.

I walked down stairs and saw my twin sister Harley eating her breakfast and was talking on the phone with one of her thousands of friends.

Must be nice Harls, must be nice.

My little sister Elle was eating her breakfast, watching TV. She was only 8.

I sat down opposite of Harley and pulled my phone out and read this book, called Inside Out, Back Around which was about this corrupt world and two people meet and must learn to get along to survive. It's pretty good. It's a bit too romantic for my liking, but it'll do.

My father placed a plate of eggs in front of me. I thanked him and ate.

Today is September 3rd, and guess what. It's the first day of school. Which is awesome.

I finally have something to do.

Over the summer, I just spend my time at the library or something.

I don't have much friends and the person I normally spend my summers with was away in Canada, visiting his family. I could've hung out with Harley but she was with her friends almost everyday.

She's popular.

Much to my dismay.

I mean, I'm happy for her, but she always makes me sit with her and her stupid friends at lunch and always tries to set me up with one of her friends.

No thank you.

They are all obnoxious and phonies.

A girl that isn't obnoxious and doesn't care about how she looks is my type of girl.

But I haven't met anyone like that yet.

So I guess I'll stay in my room and binge watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine until I find her.

Hopefully it's one of those moments, you know where once you look at them you know it's her. You just get that feeling?

I hope.

The bus honked and me and my sister grabbed our things and left, I said bye to Elle before though. Harley always forgets to. She sat in the back, I sat in the front. Polar opposites is what we are.

I leaned my head against the glass and sighed. I missed my mother.

She died a few years back, due to cancer. She made everything more calmer.