BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE-(whack whack whack).
"WHO'S ANNOYING NOW, MR. NOISY FACE?!"
(malfunctioning beeps) be-be-be-be-BEEEEEEEEE-EEE-EEE-E-EE-EP
"That's what I thought." I said on this beautiful and blissful morning.
"UGH. Too lazy to hit the stop button, too lazy to brush my teeth, and TOO FRICKEN LAZY TO WALK ANYWHERE. Jeez, I'm doing good this week...Now, onto official business, execute protocol Brush Stupid Teeth."
I walk on up to the sink, pick up my brush, and brush my teeth...for 30 sec. "BOOM. QUE THE EXPLOSIONS AS I PLACE MY TOOTHBRUSH INTO THE TOOTHBRUSH CONTAINER, SPECIFICALLY MEANT TO CARRY TOOTHBRUSHES ONLY. Drum roll please."
As I slowly put the toothbrush into the container....
"HELLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" My mom's terrifyingly horrific prescence has just entered my holy room.
"OMG, MOM! YOU RUIN EVERYTHING I DO!"
Jeez, my mom is such a J-E-R-K.
"Rise and shine, my beautiful creation!" My mom says, happily.
I hate it when she does that. In fact, I hate in general.
"FFFFFFFF-I ALREADY HAVE! UNTIL YOU RUINED IT."
"Awww, is my little star mad?"
I can just imagine a troll face on her stupid little circular face. She'd look even more amazing than what she looks like now.
"No. I'm almost ready for school. I just need to eat breakfast, change into my school clothes, and get going. I'll be down in a few."
DING-DONG. DING-DONG. DING-DONG. My second worst enemy, Mr. Bellmen. HE IS SOO ANNOYING.
"Well, back to the agenda. Awake, Brush teeth, get changed, and eat. Gotta go change."
I change into my school clothes and go downstairs to get ready to eat breakfast. Cereal? Nope. Fruits? Nuh-uh. My special mystery food? Obvi.
I eat, get ready, and go to school. Chapter transition, please?
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Penelope Fera: A Social Inspiration
Teen FictionA normal, weird, extremely-social girl that likes internet trends, talking, and hanging out with friends. She gets picked on and she picks on others! What isn't there to feel good about? She's basically a mediocre, 7-th Grader girl, and NO inspirati...
