I hear my alarm clock and smash my hand onto it. The first day of school. I sit up and get out of bed. I rush to the bathroom and I get a shower. I change into my first day of school outfit (a navy, knee-lengthen, floral-laced dress with a brown belt and ankle high, high heel, brown cowboy boots) and then I go over to my vanity. I sit down and grab the blow-dryer. I start drying my brown hair while gazing into my sterling gray eyes which I love. Once my hair is dry, I get my straightener and straighten my hair. I move on to my make-up which is quick and simple. I put on three layers of mascara to make my long eyelashes stand out and a little eyeliner to make my eyes pop. I get out my liquid eyeliner and draw a wing on each one of my eyes.
I walk over to my bedside table and take my Samsung Galaxy s5 off of the charger. I grab earphones and plug them into my phone then I wrap them around my phone. I walk out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen. I walk in to see Daisy sitting at the counter, still in her pajamas, waiting for me to make food.
"Hurry up!" Daisy says and I roll my eyes.
"Go upstairs and get ready while I make breakfast." I say and Daisy leaves the kitchen. If she really wanted breakfast, why didn't she make it?
I searched in the fridge, which needed to be refilled, and found what I was looking for. I looked in the container on the counter and there was only a few pieces of bread left, which was perfectly enough for us. I sighed as I emptied the last bag of bread, the last container of eggs, the last bag of bacon, and the last container of butter. Looks like I'll be adding even more things to the long list of stuff to get at the grocery store.
I smiled as I set three plates down on the table. Each plate had scrambled eggs, two pieces of toast which was cut into haves and was covered in butter, and three pieces of bacon. I got the orange juice out of the fridge and poured the last of that in three glasses. Another thing to add to the list. I set the glasses at the plate-mates with the plates and walked out the kitchen. I walked over to the stairs and yelled up the stairs for my two sisters.
"Daisy! Elli! Breakfast is ready!" I yelled and as soon as I said 'breakfast', Daisy came running downstairs. Pig much. Elli shortly followed, she was the most beautiful of us all. I hated her for that.