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You know when you're sleeping but you're kind of awake? You're all comfy in your bed and you're basically in control in your dreams. That's me right now.

Then you start hearing people yelling, yelling your name. Then an earthquake happens, and rain starts to fall. All over your snuggled up face.

Bolting awake, I knew it was time for war.

"Cariño, get your ass out of bed!" My mother yelled at me. She so dramatic and extra. Sometimes I wish dad would take her on his business trips.

See, this is an everyday thing. After the earthquake and rain comes my Ma beating me with my pillow. Sometimes there's even a bit of hair pulling. Only on the bad days. I bring it on myself.

"Mama, I'm up for fucks sake! Stop hitting me! I'm not an anima-"

Mistake number one.
I have dropped the F-bomb.
Mistake number two. I talked back.
There is no room for mistake number three. I'm a dead man.

Seeing my mom grab my pillow, I was getting ready for impact.

BAM!

She hit me square in the face. Ding ding ding! You have a winner, don't for get to collect your prize.

"Ma, that hurt! What was that for?" I said with attitude dripping from my mouth.
"You have a nasty mouth. I won't tolerate any disrespect from you or your brothers. And please for Christ sake, use the alarm we bought you. It cost 108 dollars." She told me.
"Yes Ma'am. I am sorry that I need sleep. And I don't feel good." I said, hoping to stay home.

Today was my 1st day at my new school. I am beyond pissed. I had to leave my best friend, my skate park and my big sweatshirts. I really miss Alaska.
"Nice try Mami, you're going to school. Now get ready. Now! Or I'll throw you out the damn window with your attitude." With that she gave me a kiss to my forehead and walked out.

I really wanna kill whoever thought waking up at 6:30 am was the freaking way to live.

School is just an excuse to get the kids out of the house. Hate it so much. I usually skip as much as possible. I never fall behind. If I do, my dad will give me one of his god awful lectures in take my car keys away. I could never let them take Cherley away from me. She's my baby.

Swinging my legs from my bed and stretching. I opened my neat closet. Hopefully it'll stay this way, probably not. Grabbing a light pair of ripped skinny jeans and fish nets. I start looking for my perfect shirt.

Green graphic T-shirt, no.
Various colors of band T-shirts, no.
Sweatshirts, hell to the no. Love you my preciouses.
Croptops, no. Yuck, school dress code.

And then I saw it. The one! Taking out the short sleeve shirt with "clear and cleaner" and it was baby blue. I really like it 'cause it was a inside joke with one of my old friends then I saw it in the shirt and bought it.

It's my 1st day at the horrible school. First impressions baby, first impressions. Normally I just want to throw on a T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. But my mom won't let me do that. This is some kind of "uptight" school. It's going to be the worst.

I went to the bathroom to take my shower. After putting some music, I began my shower.

Walking out of my room with my towel rapped around me and my outfit for to day, I drop to my bed. I don't know why I even bring it to the bathroom, I say I'll get dressed in there but I never do. While listening to my music, I blow dry my hair and straighten it. Same as I always do to it. I have dark skinned that I get from my mom. She's Hispanic, but my dad is caucasian. I'm light colored Carmel.

I usually just cover up the bumps and stuff on my face and add some mascara and eyeliner.

I'm an easy child. Well I like to think I am. My parents think other wise.

After putting on my boy shorts underwear and a sports bra, I run downstairs and make myself some toasts.

"Daniella, make me some while you're at it. Butter, make sure it's even all around. Oh and add cheese to it." Logan my bother said, I scoffed, loudly. "Hell no, make your own big bro." I replied. Grabbing my toast. After sitting by him the granite countertop,

"I really don't want to go, can we just show up and go to Carowinds?" I asked him.

"Danny, y'know I wish I could say yes but dad is going to be up my ass if I do that. Plus, I'm sure it'll be fine. Just don't embarrass me. I swear if you do that shit, I'll never speak to you again." Logan said while trying to steal my toast.

"Well, you can have this small crust. I'm not a monster. I hope you know that I never purposely embarrass you. It's not my fault if he John Brady tries to slap my butt and then I kick him on the shin, making his drink spill on you." I stated like it was the most obvious thing. "Oh shit, I need to get dressed. Oh and please take your own car. Lose the hat, you look like a ugly fuckboy." and with that I strutted up to my room.

I really hate him sometimes. Just because he's older than me doesn't mean I'm going to make him food. I do plan to make his first impression his last.

After getting dressed I went to grab my backpack and phone.

Crap. It's at 7%. How am I going to get through this day without something to hide behind.

Going to my window near my bed I grab my charger. Out the side of my eye I see a guy look at me.

"What the hell man." I really need some black bomb ass curtains. So in the mornings the sun won't come through and it will feel like nighttime.

Flipping the creep off, I walked downstairs. Grabbing my car keys, I'd snatch the schedule and yell bye.

Driving off in my 2016 grand tour camaro.

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