The Gain

Late for school

(Monèt wakes up from her well deserved beauty sleep)
"Another day, Another chance". (She learned that quote from her mother, as she said to herself in the mirror) She took a nice long hot shower, that made her forget the time. When she finally realized she was running late. She runs down the stairs, while putting on her shirt. She eventually gives up; time is never on her side. She makes herself a quick breakfast, which consistences of a bowl of yogurt, some fruit, a granola bar, and a tall glass of sweet tea. She begins to eat her meal until, "HEY SWEET TEA!'' (Her mother calls her "sweat Tea" because Mone't loves the drink so much.) "Look at all these collages to chose from!" *Monet's mom slapped down a pile of collage brochures, and applications that loomed bottomless. Her mother always wanted her to succeed in life, but It was always in such a unhealthy form. She wanted her daughter to become just like her. No. Even better, since she never got to go to a good collage, and become the lawyer she always wanted to be. She wanted her daughter to do the things in life, that she never could. Even if that meant she had to live through Monet's. 

   "Collage is in like what 2, 3 years from now?" Mone't stated. "Its never to early to start  looking over collages!!" Monte's mom shouted." I mean there is so many collages to choose from like Stanford, Emory, Harvard, Princeton..." Monet started to zone out, till she remembered. " WOW MOM WONT YOU LOOK AT THE TIME, ITS TIME FOR ME TO GOO NOW!" Mone't exclaimed. "There is Berkeley, umm MIT, and of course cant forget about Yale!" Mone't started to head for the door. "WAIT!" Monet's mom shouted. Monet turned around, and a look of frustration covered her entire face. " MOM LOOK im already late for school, and i really dont have time for this right now. Can we talk after school?" Monet turned to the door again. " DONT FORGOT THESE BROCHURES!!" Monet's mom shouted. " FINE!" Mone't takes a pack of brochures, and crams them into her backpack. Mone't heads for the door again."WAIT!" Monet's mom shouted. "WHAT THE HECK IS IT THIS TIME!!" Mone't exclaimed with rage. "I Love You'' Monet's mom said. Monet rolled her eyes, exits the door, and slams it behind her.