I wake up on a normal Monday morning. I rub my eyes and grasp my glasses from my bed-side table. My mum shouts up the stairs,
''Faith! Are you ready for school?''
SCHOOL? ALREADY? I had only just woke up! I check the time, its five past eight! I jump out of bed, opening my closet. I flick through all the clothes, ballet, cheer, SCHOOL! I hardly get my clothes on in time.
I grab my school handbag, throwing my makup bag in, my airpods, and my school books.
I run downstairs as fast as i can.
''Im ready!'' I say.
''What took so long?'' said mom, '' Me and Peter are waiting!''
''YEAH!'' shouts Peter.
Oh right, Peter, my little brother. The most annoying human being. Always stealing my diary. Oh wait, MY DIARY!
I run upstairs, although only make it to the third step. Mother had grasped my wrist.
''Not so fast young lady, we're going to school.''
