Yin's Story

40

I sprint to breakfast this morning. I slept in and my asshole of a brother didn't feel like waking me up. The Warden definitely won't let me off with just a warning this time. Especially since I'm late almost everyday now.

I slam through the large gray metal doors which were closed for some reason into the Mess Hall. No one seems to notice me except for The Warden Who gives me a small nod as I sit down at my designated table and start eating. My family has changed so much since I was that little nine year old girl.

Spring is still the gay-ass, sarcastic, asshole, little-bitch he's always been. He recently cut his green hair into what I call "the fuck boy" look. His eyes still the dull gray I've come to know and love. Vibrant colors just aren't my thing. They hurt my eyes now.

His outfit has almost completely changed over the years. He now wears a white tank top, his new long black jacket from his "boyfriend", Golden, black skinny jeans, and black sneakers. He's my fuck-boy of a brother. But, oh, how I love him.

Then there's my dad, Mitch, who's personality hasn't changed at all. He's still super energetic and upbeat and super duper positive all the time. His outfit hasn't changed at all. I'm pretty sure he and I are the only two who haven't changed much.

He still wears his signature red hoodie, maroon jeans, and brown boots. He's grown a lot taller in the past couple of years. He's about a foot taller than me right now. Then there's my mom, Leah, who's still the perfect role model.

Although Spring will always be my role model. She cut her blonde hair and made it short like mine. Her's only goes to her shoulders though. She wears a white blouse, a black skirt, black tights, black flats, and a brown jacket I stole for her. She's still really motherly, super protective, and really brave.

Then Alex who actually never fucking changes for some odd reason. The only real thing that changed about him was his hair. He grew his pitch black hair out and now it's just as long as Leah's, except his is curly. His piercing red eyes still filled with no emotion at all.

He still wears his short sleeved gray t-shirt, his black jacket with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, gray shorts, black buckled boots, and gray socks. He is the embodiment of what it means to be an emo little shit. He still never shows any emotion and frankly, I'm not sure he even has any.

And lastly that brings us to the twins, Timmy and Tammy, my siblings. Still the same free spirits they were when I was nine. They both still have short brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. They still wear white button downs that they can never tuck in, navy blue vests, tan shorts, white knee highs, and black sneakers. That's right. Tammy doesn't wear a skirt anymore. She's embracing the tomboyish nature of her older sister. Me.

"You're late!" Comments Spring smirking at me as he takes a sip of water from a metal cup. I get the urge to slap it out of his hands but that could get me into trouble.

"Well, you see, my asshole brother didn't bother to wake me up this morning."

"Oohhhh," He exaggerates, "That's What I forgot to do this morning! My bad!"

I playfully punch his arm as hard as I can.

"Ow! I deserve that!"

"Yeah! Yeah you do!" I comment shoving toast in my mouth. I've got to go to work soon and I don't feel like being hungry the entire time. The bell rings and I get up and sprint towards The Warden's office.
SLOW DOWN! YOU'RE GOING TO CHOKE!Yang yells at me. I'll be fine.

Choking to death would be my ticket out of here anyway. Tristan and Marigold are already there when I finally reach his office.

"Good morning Yin!" Exclaims Marigold excitedly. I wave and give a small smile. It takes The Warden five minutes to get to his office.