What Will I Do?

Chapter One

My life in certain words is… complicated.  I mean, my mom is divorced and is currently dating two guys at the same time. Apparently, I am not supposed to tell the two guys, but I am considering telling just one of them so then technically I wouldn’t be telling both of them. Just one would know.

            Anyway, my dad isn’t really in a relationship, he is going on several dates trying to find the right girl or whatever.  I have 4 brothers and sisters.

There’s Jamie who is 17. She is the worst 17 year old in the WORLD. She is in the bathroom ALL the time. I barely get any time in there. And when I finally do, my older brother Mikey is banging at the door.

            The second oldest is Ryan.  He is the sweetest, most romantic 16 year old guy in the world.  He currently has a girlfriend Jessica. They have been dating for two years now. He is always bringing her gifts and writing her love poems. Sometimes I sneak into his room and read them. They are SO romantic and sweet!

            The next one is Mikey. The grossest 15 year old boy EVER. He picks his nose and eats it. He is a player and a stupid beef headed

“Jock”.  He is the towel boy on his football team and he thinks it’s cool.

            Next in line is me, I am a perfect, sweet, and mean when I have to be 16 year old. My name is Lucia, but most people call me Lucy. I have two best friends, Jake and Bree.  Bree has been my best friend since kinder garden.  Jake moved in first grade and we immediately just… clicked I guess.

            And last but not least is Victoria .She’s my twin.  Everyone calls her Vikki (I came up with that nick-name).  She has a boyfriend Brad who is SO gorgeous!  The thing I don’t get is we were best friends until we were about 13.  Then she totally ditched me.  When I asked her why, she said, “Hanging out with your twin sister when your 13 is lame.”  That one was a shocker.  But I got over it… eventually.

                                    Chapter Two

          My alarm went off at 6:00. Dang, I thought, I forgot to turn off my alarm.  I knew I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep, so I got up and went downstairs for breakfast. When I got downstairs, Mikey was already making breakfast for himself.  When he took his food out of the microwave, he sneezed. INTO his food. And the worst part is, he still took a bite out of it.

            “Gross Mikey!” I said, disgusted.  He opened his mouth and showed me the food he had been chewing.

            “Oh grow up you idiot” I said, very sassy. He made a snotty face at me then returned to his food. I walked over to the pantry to see what we have to eat. Mom forgot to go shopping again.  So I moved over to the freezer.  We had waffles. Yes!  I grabbed four and shoved them all into the toaster. Then I went upstairs to change into fresh clothes.  I ran down the stairs to check on my waffles.  Just as I reached the kitchen, they popped out of the toaster.  I got a plate and got the syrup and butter.  I sat down in the seat across from my brother.  I opened the syrup and squeezed hard until the syrup came out all over my waffles.  I poured a lot of it as I always do.  Mikey, being his usual self said “Lucy that is way too much syrup”

            “When it is your breakfast you are criticizing, feel free.  But when its mine, butt out.”

            “So Lucy, what are you doing today?”