"RINGGG!" A loud ring came from beside my ear. I thought I was still dreaming about the loud bear from the horror film I watched yesterday. Well, turn's out it's just the alarm clock screaming telling me to wake up. I woke up and shut my alarm clock off and went off to the bathroom.

     "Im always the one who fetched them to school, cleans the dishes, washes the clothes and does the chores! And what do u do?" There was a drama scene downstairs, so I peaked beside the narrow stairs and wanted to give a closer look. "What do I do? I work for the family, pay of the house bills, buy's the car, pays the rent and even give ur mom dailey salary!"

     "Sis, whats all that loud noise?" A sudden voice came behind my back. "Oh Cara, It's just mom and dad having a little quarrel. I said although its not a very small issue, I wouldn't want Cara to go all sobby and cry, then my parents would realise we were listening. Oh by the way, Cara's just my little sis if you didn't know.

     "Now Cara, we need to go take a bath now and go to grandma's, you know what's waititng for us. I said, trying to convince Cara to go take her shower. "Grandma's apple pie!" She said softly. "Yup, so hurry up, you don't want to be late, or else it will go cold." I whispered. Without another word, she ran off to the bathroom quickly.

      Not long, there was silence downstairs. So I went to take a quick bath. "Aaaaah!" There was a loud scream from the bathroom on the left. "What is it!" I yelled. "There's a lizard in the sink!" Cara yelled. Did i mention that my family has a phoebia for lizards. "Move aside Claire." Said my mom, she was holding a kettle of hot steaming water in her hands. "Aaaaah, Aaaah, Shoo shoo! My mom yelled, she hates lizards the most in our family. "Is it dead yet mom?" Asked Cara politely. "Yes dear, i think it is." said mom.

     "Well you two better hurry up, you know what heppends when we're late, your grandma will start naging." Said mom. "Ugh, yes we know , that old habit of grandma never gets old." I mumbled. Then me and Cara ran off to pack our bags. I took out my laptop, iphone, trousers, swimsuits and some jeans, and stuffed them in my bag. But I was missing something. Hmm, Ah yes! My cozy warm pajamas. I ran to the garden and took off my favourite pajamas off the rack and went back in the house.

     As I was walking, I heard a loud voice coming from the kitchen. I walked towars the kitchen quietly and saw mom screaming and shouting on the phone. "Oh hell no, I told the owner that you will pass the key to the condo, and now your telling me to go!" Yelled mom furiously. Well, there's always a problem when it comes to work for mom. After i've collected my pajamas, I ran upstairs and continued to pack my bag.

      "Girls, its time to go!" Shouted my mom from downstairs. "Cara, its time to go!" I yelled. Cara ran downstairs and hugged mom. "Mummy, Im gonna miss you." Said Clara, about to sob. Mom hugged her tightly, "silly girl its only gonna be a a week that you can't see me."

     "But still, I can't stand a day without you." Said my sister Cara, about to sob. "Oh stop being dramatic Cara, as mom said its just going to be a week until we see mom." I said, trying to calm Cara down, I actually hate Cara being a crybaby, it makes me sick. "Wait, ONE WEEK!" I screamed, suprised. "Oh yes dear, I forgot to tell you that me and your dad em, me and your dad, we aren't getting along very well, so we decided we need a break on all this buisness and this hole parent career, so we decided to go on a seperate trip to Paris to calm down a little." Said my mom in a sad tone.

     "Mom, you hould of told me earlier, I could of prepared or something!" I said, feeling a bit upset.
"Well, i have no time to tell you much, but we got to get going, your grandma's waiting." Said my mom in rush. "Well that was unexpected." I mumbled, and rolled my eyes.

     I rolled my luggage in to the car boot grumply. If you're wondering why i ended up taking my suitcase? Well, my parents told me that their plan changed, they are not going to Paris for one week, they are staying there for three weeks! Yes, a solid three weeks! So I ended up taking a luggage.

     Where was I? Ah yes, after settling everything in the car, I hopped in the back seat and buckled Cara's seatbelt and off we go, mom drove off. And suprisingly, dad had to catch an early flight to Paris, so instead mom had to drive us to grandma's.

     Wow, it has been litteraly three hour in the car and we haven't even reached grandma's. Even Cara has fallen asleep. I swear, making Cara fall asleep ever. But this journey was beyond boring , long till Cara has fallen a sleep. I took my old MP3 player, an played some jazz music, from the 90's and plugged in my earplugs.

     "Girls, we are here!" yelled my mom from the front seat. I of course, rolled my eyes and tried to call Cara up. Calling Cara up, is like calling a tsunami to go away. If she dosen't wake up, I actually feel like hitting her head with my palm, but I couldn't, or she will be a a total crybaby, and start yelling like im a hundred miles away.

     So then, I dragged out of the car, took my luggage, and basiclly threw on the couch. Like for real, I was fed up. "Oh hello my beautiful grandaughter,  how have you been doing?" asked my grandma as if she hadn't met me for years, when she actually calles me ten times a day.

     "Fine actually, I just have problems with dealing my lil sis, Cara." I said, pissed. "Having troubles waking her up I suppose." my grandma said, and for the first time , she actually said the exact same thing that was coming out of my mind. "Don't worry, she'll be up in no time." she said, confidently as she could wake her up.

        'Ding dong¬' I opened the door. "fucking hell!" I gasped.