I wake up with a start to the sound of my alarm clock. Usually, I push it off my night stand and sleep till my father dumps water on me, but today I sit up in my bed with a smile.
I skip to my mirror and put my hair In a traditional bun my mother once showed me. I try to remember everything she taught me so I don't ever forget about her when I'm older. She died when I was ten and after five years, I haven't forgotten anything about her since her car accident. Blue eyes, long, dark blonde hair, big eyelashes, and a big smile. Just like me.
I get dressed into a navy blue shirt and short duo outfit with my mother's pearly white heart necklace that she gave to me on my seventh birthday. I rarely ever take it off because she once told me that it held magical powers. I believed in that once, before she died, but now I just wear it as a remembrance.
I put on the faintest layer of mascara and Chapstick because I'm not a makeup person. My mother says "every girl dresses in pearls because they don't know they're beautiful."
I run downstairs and I'm about to dig into my breakfast when someone ruins my happiness. The only person that bothers me. My older brother.
"Hey mommy's girl, I love your blue outfit. It brings out your yellow teeth I saw when you jumped down the stairs like the alien you are." He smirks. My fingers naturally curl into fists whenever I hear his voice. He has an innocent appearance, always dressing for the ladies, doing his hair to the side with his fingers, always has a girl begging for his love. I'm the exact opposite. My father says I'm so beautiful that the boys don't have the courage to talk to me, but I know that's not true. I'm not ugly, but I'm not the easiest one to talk to either.
"At least I had a good night's rest while you were probably at a party not studying for your big math test today." I say, sweetly. His eyes turn worried as he realizes that what I just said is completely true. He curses under his breath and runs upstairs. Probably for his math book. I smile as I finish my breakfast. Nothing will make me upset today. I start a brand new school today. I can't wait. I get to start fresh. New friends, new teachers, new boys. Maybe I can prove my brother wrong. Maybe I can prove that I'm not a loser. Maybe I can prove to him that North Way High is the place for me.Sorry it's a short chapter! I really do hope you liked it! Please comment and vote! Have a wonderful rest of your day/night! :)
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North Way High
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