~Lily's P.O.V.~
My alarm goes off at 5 a.m. I started to roll over to get out of bed, but instead I just sat there and debated if I should.
'I should get out of bed, but I'm warm and comfortable. Plus, it's school today, and I will be able to see Joy. Joy can come see me instead...'
I sat there for a good 10 or 12 minutes then I decided that I had to get up, because if I didn't I would end up having have more homework tomorrow. Why, do I even bother? I mean school is school, and school isn't the beach. It's far from being the beach.
Something then enter's my mind. Alan. He said he was gonna get me. Was he joking? Hopefully.
I got up with a very load groan. I scratched my head and yawned. I walked over to my door and pressed my ear against it.
Nope I don't hear nothing.
I grabbed my metal water bottle just in case he ambushed me from behind.
I slowly opened my door. I stuck my head out and searched to hall. I didn't see anything that looked dangerous, yet.
I very cautiously made my way to the bathroom. I grabbed a towel from the closet. Then started up my water. As my water was getting warm I put some music on.
I got in the shower and washed my body first. Then I started to wash my hair. I really wasn't even truly comprehending what was happenimg yet. So when my hands were green I didn't pay any attention to it.
When I got out stopped my music and rapped my towel around me and headed down the hall. By this time Alan was up.
"Morning sis." He said with a smirk.
"Morning", I replied a little confused why he's smiling like that.
I walked to my room dried off. My slugish was finally wearing off. I went to my closet and found really cute dress. I paired it with my vans and a tobogin.
I put it on and walked over to the mirror.
" ALAN OLIVER MILES!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY HAIR! " I scream.
H
e walks in my room with his phone recording.
"That's for messing me up! " He says with a loud annoying voice.
I looked back in the mirror.
I can't be that bad. Can it?
"Green hair it is. " I throw my hair up into a sloppy bun, and put my toboggan on.
Yah, I look like shriek. Can't wait for this day to be over!
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