Beep! Beep! Beep!
It was the first day of middle school but the last year of middle school. Claire groaned as her alarm kept beeping, telling her it was time for her to get up. She swiped at her table, letting her hands feel her bedside before grabbing the clock and throwing it, hearing it smash against the wall made her jump, fully waking her up. Claire opened her right eye and saw the smashed clock on the floor before hearing her bedroom door burst open, her brother in the frame of it. "Claire! Are you okay?" Her brother yells. Claire groaned in response and turned her head and closed her eyes so she could just fall back to sleep. Why wasn't Claire excited for 8th grade? Well, she wasn't very likable in school. She was girl who got called fat and ugly, she was tripped in the halls by the popular girls of her middle school, the boys ignored her; even the nerdy boys who weren't even slightly better looking then her ignored her, and she didn't have many friends, she had one friend and that was it, but she wouldn't be surprised if she stopped being her friend like all the other girls she made friends ended up doing; ditching her for the popular life, a life she dreamed of like it was a fantasy to her...which it was.
"Claire get up" her brother says as he pulls the cover off her small frame. Claire groaned once again and curled up. "Stop it Mark, I'm cold" Claire whines, poking her lip out and looking up at her older brother. Mark was the opposite of her, he had the looks, the friends, and even got the schools attention; boys and girls alike. "You wouldn't be cold if you took a shower and looked presentable. How could you be lazy on the first day of school?" "How could you not? Oh wait...because your perfect" Claire says before pulling the blanket back on her, a irritated Mark right beside her. "Don't make me tickle you Claire..." Mark says. "Go away" "I will do it, and you know I will" he warns. "I said, go-" Claire didn't finish her sentence as Mark just went for it and started to tickle her. Claire let out, the loudest, and most funniest laugh the world could ever hear. "Okay Mark! I'm up, stop I'm up!" Claire laughs as she tried to push him off while also screaming. Mark stopped and pulled away as he smiled. "Your the worst" she scoffs as she gets up. "You laugh worst then Chenle" Mark teases before leaving her room before she could throw a pillow at him. "I do not" she mutters before forcing herself to get ready.
