6 Brothers and a new Life ~ English version

1.

I wake up after the sound of my beloved alarm clock and drag myself into the bathroom. I take a shower and do my usual morning routine. This usually includes only showering and brushing teeth.

After that, I'm wrapped up in a towel and walk to my closet to get a baby blue cropped top and a black hot pan.
Again in the bathroom, I put a little bit concealer and mascara on to my face. Now I'm dragging myself down to the dining room where my brothers were waiting for me.

"Good morning" said Jake.
I give only a grumpy 'morning' from me and sit down between Mark and Brand.
"You're gonna eat something today, right?" asks Mark, the eldest one out of all my brothers, hopefully.
I hardly ate for a month because of the loss of our parents, but slowly a tiny hunger feeling grabs me again.
Sighing, I take half a loaf of bread and bite despite the feeling, listless,
to give an answer.
All six look surprised and at the same time overjoyed. Yes, you can do it one to one, six brothers, and sometimes I could hang all of them on a rope at the same time.

"So you want to go to school today? It's your last day, after all. And you could go party somewhere, since it's friday." Jake hesitantly throws the words into the silent room.
"What? I think I heard wrong, right? I'm allowed to go to a party?" I scream through the big house. The boys broke into laughter thanks to my reaction. Only Mark remains matter-of-fact, although I see that he tries not to laugh. "We thought, since it's your last day here, we don't want to ruin it for you, so yes." he answers.

"You're the best!" I scream and hug the no longer laughing guys.
To explain my reaction, you might either think that I've never been to a party or that I'm just completely stupid.

Actually, both are correct, but the first one is more likely to apply.
Every time, I swear every time I wanted to go to a party, all my brothers thought I was too young or I still had household chores, it's always the same.

is it annoying? annoying isn't even an expression.

May I introduce you to my inner voice, which I often affectionately call the cowshed?

I'm done with breakfast, run up to my room and get my backpack.
Why were two carriers invented, even though you only use one?

Only stupid people come to this.
I think you weren't asked.

I run down again and go out to the car where Ethen, Jason, Mike and Brand are already waiting for me.

Brand is only a driver because, after he drops us off, he drives to work.
And although Ethen is 19 years old, he is in the middle of a sports training year, which seems to have started in the last school year. Ethan is currently a basketball coach, but he doesn't really want to continue this job, he actually wants to continue with jake and mark as a football coach.

I don't know why they are all so focused on football, but in the end we earn a lot of money through the Vans football club.

I shake off my thoughts and get in the car. Of course I have to squeeze myself in the middle, like every beloved morning.

After about ten minutes we are already there and I can get some fresh air again.

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Yeaaaa I know I do update very late like very very late but I need time to translate this but you know.. school homework.. blablabla

I don't really know when I will update but I will try to update every 2 weeks.
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I will correct the mistakes later on -->

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