~~BREE'S POV~~
Waking up to the sweet smell of bacon and eggs is a great way to start the morning, too bad thats not exactly the way it went. I was jerked awake by my sister, Sydnie. It just like looking into a mirror, we act alike and look alike, I guess thats why they call us twins. Of course I'm the older of the both of us, clearly, but only by 2 minutes. Syd decides to make a mini quake in the bed as she jumps under the blankets and throws her frozen feet on my exposed stomach. "Wakey wakey Bree!!!!" she bursts out. "Get off!" I scold, we both laugh and smile. "Alright enough of that" I smile "Where's Sammie?" I continue. "She's making breakfast, dad went to work on his 24 hour shift, so were on our own for the weekend." She informs me. We both let out a quiet scream 'yes!' When dads away we get to do whatever we want. We skip out of our room and down the stairs into the kitchen, yup there's Sammie making a big breakfast. "Good morning sleepy heads, its nearly 12!" Thats Sammie, shes always been protective and the mother of us we never really had one, but when she gets hyper she get HYPER. Sydney and I are 99 percent of the time immature and stupid, the only difference is I am the slightest bit agro and shy. After we ate that delisious meal, we got our day clothes on. Sammie was already dressed in her tight skinny jeans and purple blouse, Syd was wearing black skinny jeans and a pink t shirt that said 'BAZINGA' on it and bright pink vans. I was wearing my favourite black skinnys, lime green vans and grey 'yolo' crew neck sweater. We were going to the furniture store for our new rooms, we moved into a smaller house, just a block away from our old house. We all three grab our penny boards and ride away to the mall.
