A brief introduction to April

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"April! Time for dinner!" My mother called. "One sec!" I call back, sighing and slamming my head down on my desk.
It's day two of cramming for my assignment test. All the teachers say not to, that way it's a more natural and fitting assignment, but all the kids cram their brains with information about the industry they want to be put in.
"April, dinner, kitchen, now!" My mom growls, obviously agitated. "IM COMING!" I scream in my loudest voice possible, hoping to blow her eardrums out.
I run into the kitchen, just in time to grab the last dinner roll. "Hey, no fair!" My brother, Justin whines. He's three years older, and in the business industry. He didn't cram for his assignment test, which probably explains why he got assigned the easiest industry.
My mom's in the health industry, more specifically a counselor. She deals with mourning the loss of someone, helping bullied kids, all that stuff.
Then there's my dad. He's in the teaching industry. He teaches all the 16 year olds about how to do the job they were assigned. I'll be in his class next week after my test.
After dinner, I open my health book, reading all about how to remove a heart without popping it like a balloon, when Justin starts talking to his girlfriend on the hologram.
Annoyed and wanting to make him suffer, I scream, "JUSTIN YOU FORGOT TO FLUSH THE TOILET AGAIN! MOM SAID ONE MORE TIME AND YOUR STUCK WITH DIAPERS FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR!"
I hear his girlfriend make disgusted noises then the beeping of the hologram turning off.
Luckily, I locked my door in advance, because he was MAD. He charged at my door like a bull, but stainless steel doors don't break easily.
After five hours of studying, I go to bed. My mom comes in and wishes me luck on my test tomorrow, and leaves me in the darkness. I didn't fall asleep until it was an hour before my alarm went off.

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