A loyal sister is worth a thousand friends

Chapter 1: The begining

As I awoke on a Saturday morning, I was relieved to be able to stay in bed for just that few more minutes, or hours. I was greeted with nudges and meows from my feline Shannon. She is confusing, she hates me at any other time of day but at other times, she will love me...(Probably because she wants food). I don't really care, I loved her anyway. Moments later, my sister strode into the room, looking beautiful as always, presenting me with my favourite ever breakfast... Marmite on toast, a small amount of Bran Flakes in a bowl with semi skimmed milk. To top it all off, a glass of orange juice in my favourite glass cup that had spots and stripes and had my name engraved into. Dad made that cup... before he left.

Anyway, enough about that shit show, on with my sister. Emily is just the person who completes my life. She knows me with every part of her heart. I love her to the moon and back, she just understand every fucking part about me. I don't know how. Her nickname from me is "long blonde". If you didn't get the hint from that, it's because she has long blonde, beautiful and glowing hair. Just to top off her face... Ocean blue eyes, red velvet lips, perfectly curved cheek bones, not a single spot, lump or dent in her face to be seen... she was every guys dream...

Now about me... Brooke, the fucktard who looks like she has been dragged through a bush, thrown down to hell, spat right back up, sent to heaven, rejected, hit with a baseball bat, shoved up someone ass, shit out, and finally, drowned in a swamp. I hate how I look, I have brown hair (Ew), green eyes (Ew x2) and finally, a nose that looks bent... (Ew x100). I hate every part of my body. And I mean every part...