Beep, beep, beep. I'm up! Beep,beep bee.. Thank god I can knock off stuff at the right time. "Gretel!", and there is mom yelling. "Come down now!",and again."Gratel!",and again. My morning destroyed like every other morning in my life except the sunday and saturday ones.
After alot of streches I get up with a bright smile.
Sarcasm.
I find my way to the closet and look at the paradise I have filled of all these cute outfits and accessories.
Sarcasm.
I find a denim jeans and find a white tank top which would go perfect with my perfectly shaped body.
Whoa, lots of sarcasm going on today.
"Gratel!". Coming mom, coming, I yell out to her.
Somedays I wish I was an orphan, so atleast I wouldn't have to hear a crazy women yelling every morning.
I walk down the stairs and sit down on the table. Finding a fruit salad in front of me.
Hate it.
But, I am starving, so here it goes.
Done finally! Breakfast done!
"Come on, come on", mom grabs the car keys and walks or should I say running-walking.
I follow her and find myself seated next to mom, who is in the driver's seat.
School, school, school! I hate it. And more to hate is that..."Get out quickly!", mom yells bursting my ear drums. I step out and guess what, my new school, Kingston High awaits me. And oh boy am I excited!
Sarcasm.
