Beep beep
My eyes peeled open slowly at the sound of my alarm clock. I let out a loud yawn as I stretched my arms above my head.
7:04am
Was that the time?
I checked again,
7:05am
"Oh crud!" I muttered out loud. I yanked the sheets off me as I literally flew out of bed and landed in front of my mirror ready to do my makeup.
After getting dressed into denim jeans and a light blue sweater, I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Rainy your gonna be late!" My mum reminded me as she flicked through some home design magazine.
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let me stop you right there.
Meet mother dear.
Harmony Jackson. Her name isn't as stupid as mine but let me tell you her nickname is.
Everybody calls her basil. Yes , basil. She grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere and has super light blond hair. Anyway one day she went swimming in a pool and came out with light green hair.
Weird.
But apparently it's normal for blondes. Good thing I have brown hair.
But because mum always got green hair from swimming, for some strange reason she decided it would be less "embarrassing" if she just dyed her whole head green.
Less embarrassing my butt.
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I grabbed my bag and ran back upstairs to get Tiara and Michael.
Tiara was in her room putting on her contacts.
"You know Tia there's nothing wrong with your green eyes" I stated as I looked around her room.
Her pink walls were covered in boy band posters and happy snaps of her and her friends at just about every one direction concert.
Tiara just rolled her now 'blue' eyes,
"You obviously don't know all the expectations I have to live up to Rainy, being on the cheer squad is hard work, something you wouldn't know,"Yeesh she didn't have to make it personal.
"I thought you said being a cheerleader was a piece of cake,".
Tiara finished applying mascara and walked to her wardrobe.
"Yeah the cheering & tricks part, but the way you have to look is a whole other story,"I rolled my eyes," I wonder what they would say if they found out you dyed your brown hair blond and wear blue contacts,"
Tiara paused, and slowly walked up to me.
"They won't Rainy, and now, if they do I'll know who to go to"I gulped, "I wouldn't, but seriously your so different now."
Tiara grabbed her bag ,"I know, but do you really think I would have got popular if I had short brown hair and glasses? No, I'm not going through with being called four eyes, or geek girl like in primary school, I'm different now, but it's for the best,moving schools last year changed us for the better"
Then with a flick of her blond ponytail she headed out the door.
She wasn't right though, our new school changed her, not me.
I was still the girl with the stupid name, the girl who lived in her sisters shadow, I was just that weird girl in grade 10.
But I wasn't gonna act all depressed and pessimistic about it, no, I don't do pessimistic.
I had to suck it up, my sister was always gonna be better than me, and that was the ugly truth.I walked into Michael's room and suddenly I wished I didn't.
"It's thriller , thriller night!"
I stood in the door with my mouth wide open.
Michael turned around, his mouth dropping wider than mine.
He was dancing on his bed wearing a rockstar wig , to thriller by Michael Jackson.
"Uh... It-it's not what it looks like rainy,"
My mouth soon turned into a grin.
"I think it was," I laughed," you know just because you have the same name as him dosent mean you , ya know, are him"
Michael jumped off his bed and swung on his backpack.
"Tell anyone about this and your dead,"
I nodded and pretended to cross my heart.
He made his way out the door.
"Oh and Michael"
"What!?"
"Your still wearing that wig".
YOU ARE READING
Rainy's world
Teen FictionDefine different; unique, special, unlike anything else. ... Most people like to say I'm different, usually referring to my name; Raindrop Sky Jackson . Yep that's right as bad as it is being named after a form of liquid that falls from the clouds...