Tournament

04

Some are born great.

Some achieve greatness.

And some, have greatness thrust upon them.

- William Shakespeare.

Chapter 4.

Tuesday..

I woke up to the sound of Evangeline breathing softly beside me curled up in a little ball asleep. I smiled at how much she reminded me of her younger self when she slept. Her red hair spread across the pillow in a mess that will no doubt take her forever to tame like the beast it was.

Getting up slowly I crawled over her trying to put as little pressure on the bed so as not to disturb her because when she is asleep and you accidentally wake her she turns into a bitch. I paused just above her when she moved hoping and praying she wouldn't wake up.

When I finally was able to get off the bed I glanced at the clock and seen that it was well past 6 and I had to hurry up.

I tip toed cautiously into my bathroom and turned on the light hissing a little at the pain the light brought my dilated eyes, after watering for a minute they finally adjusted and I was able to get ready.

I gazed upon the mirror with complete horror. My hair stuck up in every direction, my make up was smeared under my eyes making me look like a raccoon and I could smell how bad my breath was.

I pulled my hair back placing a head band on my head to keep any small pieces back so I could wash my face and cleanse it of the crusted makeup.

Once I was done with my face I brushed my teeth and went searching for some clothes. I went with some washed out skinny jeans that were ripped on the knees, a white shirt that said LOVE ME NOT on the front with rips on the back and a black undershirt underneath, and a pair of old white converse.

Walking back into the bathroom I brushed my long dirty blonde hair and pulled it back into a slick ponytail and went to work on my face. I did a smokey eye that made my green, brown, and blue eyes pop. -both of my eyes were a mix of green and brown but my left eye was sometimes blue.- Looking at the mirror when I was finished I realized we women can do miracle's.

A flash of movement in the background pulled me out of my thoughts and flashes of the girl from my nightmare last night spilled into my mind. I turned around and the figure came closer to the door and stepped into the light revealing my little sister. Alice. She wore a Elsa night gown with Olaf slippers on her feet. She was 9 with hair like mine and crystal blue eyes. She gave me a small smile and quietly came over to me grabbing a step stool to stand on. She was so small for her age and the sweetest little thing. You could be so upset that you want to destroy the world but once you saw her smile you would melt and forget that you were even mad in the first place. It was hard not to love her I mean she was adorable and kind to everyone she meets.

"Hi." She huffed out in a cute voice.

I smiled widely at her."Hi, what are you doing up shouldn't you be in bed?" I asked her. She just shrugged her shoulders making me laugh a little.

"Couldn't sleep." Was all she said before she yawned.

"Well I'm bout to go you wanna sleep with Evangeline?"