Ten dollars and a six pack

Chapter 1- A broken finger and bruised bum

"If you don't get up right this this second, I'm going to drag you out of that bed by your hair!"

Well what can I say, she's certainly a charmer. Please tell me its not just my mum that gets overly stressed in the morning and throws a paddy fit? I threw my duvet onto the floor and crawled over to my wardrobe. Don't worry, this isn't the part where you find I tragically lost my legs playing jump rope at nursery. I can walk, I just refuse to use my feet this early in the morning. What a waste of energy.

Anyway, my name is Eloise and I'm sixteen. My family is absolutely crazy, beyond crazy actually, but they we're also beyond help so I can't complain. There's me, my mum, my dad, my older brother Jamie and my little sister Esme. I'd like to say that I'm the only sane one in this house, but unfortunately I think the six weeks of summer have turned me slightly mad.

I jumped into my acid wash jeans, wriggling around to get them over my bum that i swear has gotten larger since the beginning of the holiday. It's not that I'm fat, I just wasn't a walking stick. Maybe that's why I've never had a serious boyfriend. I think the boys at my school like walking sticks. I'm not seeing it if I'm honest... Who wants to hug a stick?

When I was dressed I sorted out my hair and makeup, that was pretty easy. I'm a brunette and my hair is one of my only features that does as I say, its a miracle if I'm honest. I'm not the most patient person in the world and i'd probably end up shaving it all off it it gave me any hassle. Make up is easy too, I'd been blessed with the gene of clear skin so mascara was the only thing I bothered with every morning. I filled my schoolbag with all sorts of crap I'll probably never use, but it made me feel more prepared for the first day of the year.

Judging by the clock in the kitchen, I had ten minutes to eat my cornflakes until Riley would be here to give me a ride to school. Before you start over thinking like I do, Riley and I are strictly friends, nothing more. We've been best friends for as long as I can remember and since the day his mum refused to be his taxi any longer and he got his license, he has been driving me to and from school every day.

He is one of those guys who could have any girl he wanted. He has girls falling all over the place for him and following him everywhere... yes i know you were thinking it...even to the bathroom. I feel kind of sorry for him actually, I've often wondered if having a girlfriend would send them all running and he'd finally be left alone.

But then another thing you should know about Riley is that no matter how many girls swoon over him, he never pay attention to a single one of them. In fact, the only girls he seems to notice at school are me and my best friend Isla. I know for that very reason, that Isla and I are on several hit lists and should probably hire some super buff security guard or something if we want to live to see our twenties.

The doorbell rang which interrupted my usual unusual thoughts. I skipped to the door picking up my bag on the way. "Hey!" Riley said with a smile that reached his ears. I flung myself onto him like a child and crushed him into a bear hug.

"Somebody's missed me," he chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to his car parked on the side of the street. "You have no clue what's it's been like stuck in there for so weeks," I said pointing back to my house.

He shrugged his shoulders, "Well I was stuck my parents for six weeks too you know."

"Its different Riley. You were also in Spain surrounded by gorgeous foreign girls."

"So you're batting for the other side now are you?," he said, wearing his famous smirk.

"You're an ass you know that?"

"I know you love me really," he teased blowing me a kiss.

I scrunched up my nose in disgust and finally got into the car. No wonder girls go for him, he's flirts so much he doesn't even realize he's doing it anymore. Of course i knew it was friendly and harmless but the other poor souls didn't know that.