Chapter 1
Brittanys P.O.V
I roll over, my hand searching for the alarm clock that’s blaring telling me it’s time to wake up.
Slowly, I open my eyes after about a minute and slam my hand down onto the off button.
I look at the time and it’s only 5:45.
I don’t understand why I get up so early for school.
It’s not like I’m trying to impress any one, or even have anyone to impress.
Because, you at least want to act like you aren’t broken.
I stretch, and slowly get out of my warm and comfortable bed, already wanting to crawl back into it and sleep.
At least today is Friday and I can sleep in tomorrow.
Walking into my closet, I start picking through my clothes.
I grab my black ripped skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, and my black converse.
Grabbing a black leather jacket incase I get chilly during the day, I walk in to the bathroom that is attached to my room.
What? I’m not saying that my outfit isn’t extremely basic, but at least it’s cute.
After turning the water on to the perfect temperature, getting in, and washing my hair, I step out of the shower and dry myself off.
Then I slide the clothes I picked out for myself on.
I look in the mirror and stare at myself shocked.
My hair is everywhere, I have black circles under my eyes, and my face is as red as a tomato.
Today is not going to be a good day.
Sighing, I walk over to the counter and turn on my hair dryer that is already sitting on the counter plugged in.
Once it’s at the correct temperature I start to blow dry my hair.
When I’m done, I put my hair in two french braids and smile at myself in the mirror, happy with the way my hair turned out.
With that, I turn around and walk out of my bathroom to finish, well start, my makeup.
Sitting down at my vanity, I start looking through my makeup bag for my eye liner and mascara so that my big blue eyes pop.
Once I find it, I quickly apply it, and grab my phone off of my bedside table, stuffing it in to my jacket pocket.
Walking in front of my full body mirror, I do a slow turn, and happy with my appearance, I walk out of my room and down the hall to my sister Karly’s room.
I knock lightly and when she doesn’t answer I barge in to her room.
“Wake up!” I scream and jump on her bed.
She jumps out of bed and whirls around to look at me, “What the hell was that for!”
I smile innocently at her.
“Good morning, sunshine. Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”
She doesn’t respond, and just glares daggers at me.
If looks could kill…
I get off of her bed and slowly make my way out of her room, never turning my back to her, scared at what she would do.
My sister have a pretty good relationship. We’re always there for each other when no one else is.
Because of that, we’re also pretty alike… And I know that when someone disturbs my sleep, I freak out on them, so theres no doubt in my head that Karly would attack me, given the chance.
Well she definitely isn’t a morning person.
Once I am safely down the stairs, I walk in to the kitchen and start making eggs.
I make a little extra and put it in the fridge for my mom and dad.
‘Aww, how sweet’, is probably what you’re thinking, right?
Well it’s not sweet. I only do it so they don’t hit Karly when I’m not home to protect her.
And that is putting it in minimal detail.
Finally, after I’m done eating, and it’s almost time to leave, Karly comes walking in to the kitchen.
She smiles at me, which I return the smile and slide her the food that I made for her.
“Thanks!” She says happily.
Eggs are her favorite breakfast food.
“You’re welcome!” I say back just as happily.
I mean, come on, it is Friday, and my girls and I are going to go clubbing later since Karly is going to be at her friends until Sunday morning.
I find every excuse I can to get her out of this house, especially when I’m not going to be here.
She doesn’t need to be broken and depressed like me when she’s only 14.
I clear my mind of those thoughts and think about going clubbing.
We might not be 21, but we do have fake ID’s and we do know how to dress like we are. ]
And hey, I know I should be worried about my grades, which I am because the sooner I graduate the sooner I can move out and take Karly with me, but everyone has to let loose once in awhile.
Everyone has problems - some worse than others - and it’s never bad to just let them go and live a little.
It was just the parent situation that would be difficult.
My best friends, Alice and Rebecca, knew what they did to me and my sister.
There was never a day that went by that we weren’t scared to enter or leave the house, because we didn’t want to run into our mom and dad.
I told my parent’s I was going to be at Rebecca’s tonight, and lets just say it took a lot of makeup to cover the consequences.
Shaking my head from my bad thoughts, I check the time.
It’s 7:35!
We have to leave or were gonna be late!
I’ve never been late before!
“Oh my gosh! Kar, lets go! We’re gonna be late!”
With that being said, we rush out of the kitchen, after I put our plates in the dish washer, (saves us from getting in trouble) and we rush out to my white BMW.
My BMW is white, but it has a black streak across the middle of it.
It’s pretty hot.
Don’t get me wrong, our parents did beat us, but they were also rich so they gave us as much money as we wanted so no one would think anything was off about our family.
I hopped in to my car, and unlocked Karly’s door.
This car is basically my pride and joy.
“I never get sick of her new car smell,” I say smiling as I take a deep breath of the air in my lovely car.
She just laughs at me and shakes her head.
I reev the engine and pull out of our driveway.
Turning in the direction of our school, Winterbank Field High School, we make our way to school.
