Sisters and Strange Misters (and Misses')

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~Abby~

"C'mon Abby!  Please play stuffed animals with me!" my little sister, Janie whined.

Ugh. She ALWAYS bothered me! Couldn't she see that I was busy??? "I'm busy," I grumbled.

"Doing what?" Janie asked stupidly. Couldn't she see? I was doing all the home work that my stupid biology teacher gave us. Two things I hate: Homework and my biology teacher, Mr. Fuskan.

"I'm doing homework!" I fumed. "Isn't that obvious????"

"No... why are you so grumpy all the time!? You never play with me anymore!" Janie whined.

I huffed and turned my head. I put a piece of my light brown hair behind my ear that was in my face. Janie left sadly.

***

The next day, I was awoken yet again by Janie, and her (our) cat, Noodles. Nice name, Janie... she had put Noodles on my head and he mewed, obviously uncomfortable, until I placed him on my pillow.

"Get up!!!!" Janie shouted in my ear. I kicked her off of my bed and set Noodles down on my bed, which he quickly scampered off of and sat on the pile of clothes in my hamper.

"Get. Out. NOW!!!!" I commanded. Janie left. I went  into mine and Janie's bathroom to take a shower. The water felt good on my pale skin. I went to get the shampoo. Crap. We were out. "MOM!!!" I called, "SHAMPOO IS OUT!!!"

My mom came in and poked her hand behind the curtain with the shampoo. I took it and put it in my hair.

Then after I was clean I got dressed in a green sweater with a light blue camisole. I put on some glittery skinny jeans and black boots. Then I put on mascara, eyeliner, and a very light application of light blue eyeshadow over my brown eyes. Finally I braided my hair and headed downstairs for breakfast. I could smell the pancakes a mile away.

"Mmmm..." I sighed, "Three pancakes please!" My mom put three warm chocolate chip pancakes on my plate and drizzled them with syrup. "Thanks!" I smiled.

"Your welcome, Abby," My mom said, giving Janie her  pancakes.

Janie gobbled down her pancakes. "Yummy!" The four year old said with a mouthful of food.

"Janie, don't talk with your mouthful," My mother scolded, sitting down to eat.

"Fine..." Janie grumped.

BOOM! "What was that?" I asked.

"Thunder... duh," Janie said.

"Oh... um.. okay..." I got up to brush my teeth. I didn't like rainstorms. THey kind of scared me. I know, I know, a thirteen year old being scared of rainstorms, how babyish. But I don't care.

Soon the bus came and I put my raincoat on and went onto the bus. I sat next to my best friend Felicia. She had tan skin and dark dark dark brown hair that was thick and curly. I put one headphone in and talked to Felicia with my other ear.

~Janie~

Mommy drove me to Pre-K. "Can you make sugar cookies for me?" I asked.

"Uh, sure sweetie," Mommy said.

"Awesome." I stated.

***

At Pre-K, I sat next to my friend Anthony. He has pale skin, red hair, and freckles. I have brown hair, and ears that kind of stick out. Anyways, today we learned about Stranger Danger.

"Okay," Mrs. Karridine, my teacher, started, "Stranger Danger is a very important thing to know. I'm showing you a video to show you. I think you'll find it funny." She put a DVD in the TV and pressed play.

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