Chapter I (1)
*Beep. Beep. Beep* I groan and hit my annoying alarm clock. *Beep.* Great, it still beeped! Finally getting up, I unplug the haunted, pink colored alarm clock. No matter how many times I throw it away or hide it, the annoying thing always comes back!
With one last glare at my worst enemy, I stomp to my bathroom. I give a glance at the mirror to see a short, stormy blue eyed, and straight brown haired girl with a slight tan.
I know her name, It's Crystal Lia Williams, or otherwise known as Chris. My name to be precise. Not that I'm popular, it's just the people I know who call me that.
"Chris!" My mother yells from upstairs, well obviously, my bedroom is the basement. She isn't the only family I have, I've got three over protective, identical triplets as brothers. All of them eighteen and ready to help their nerdy sixteen year old sister. Which would be me.
"I'll be up in a couple of minutes Mum!" I say with a normal tone, knowing full well my mum had the ears of a bat.
"You'd better!" Mum's laugh rolls down the stairs. I chuckle quietly to myself as I got dressed. Skinny blue jeans, a purple off-the-shoulder shirt, combat boots, and big, black glasses perched on the bridge of my nose, looks at me from the mirror when I finish.
I quickly pull a brush through my mounds of hair. It went through effortlessly as if my hair were air, which is cool because I wake up with perfect hair anyways.
Today is my first day at my new school. My family and I had moved here only a week before, which was fine by me because I didn't have any friends at my old school.
Unlike my brothers I'm going to a public school. Which they called me a nerd for but I took that as a complement. I throw my hair into a messy bun and walk out of my bathroom.
My room consists of a L-shape cream colored couch, a twin sized bed with red covers and blue pillows. Brown walls and a white ceiling, with a flat screen T.V. and multiple Xbox games and an Xbox. Not to mention the multiple family pictures hanging on the walls.
My room is warm and inviting, except the stupid alarm clock. Those things are pure evil. Especially mine, I hate the color pink all because of that retched thing!
I give the vile clock one more glare before picking up my school bag and my slide phone. Yeah, not the best phone in the world.
I climb up the spiral staircase to the hallway. I walk to the kitchen to be pushed out of the way of my wrestling brothers. Joseph and Noah, the brats.
"Morning sleepy head." Drake yawns from the table, with a steaming cup of coffee in his hands.
"Morning. Why are Joey and Noah at each others throats this lovely morning?" I ask with a slight smirk.
"You know, the usual." Drake says smirking back at me.
"Oh, so who used who's underwear?" I ask with a fake look of disgust.
"Noah used Joey's." Drake says bursting into a laughing fit. I smile at him before getting a plate of eggs and bacon. I eat them quickly before running back downstairs to brush my teeth.
I walk back upstairs just to get pushed out the door by my mum. "We are going to late!" Mum yells into my ears dragging me to her car.
I huff when she throws me in; my head hitting the roof of the car on the way. "Oww!" I send a pained look to mum. She only laughs and drives us to school.
"Bye honey! Have a good day!" My mum sends me a smile as I get out of her mini van. She really is the cheesiest soccer mum.
My brothers and I all play soccer too! I think my family is just cliché . I look around and I find myself in the office. Don't know how that happened...
