The sunshine beamed through my window and shined my room, I didn't want to move from my bed and I wanted to continue my sleep. I wasn't a morning person, but it was weird how I liked the sunshine. I liked how it changed the color of my eyes to another shade of blue, it gave it a lighter color. I liked how it gave me a positive energy and with the birds singing outside too.

But still I wasn't a morning person because all my mornings somehow were always ruined. That was the reason why I hated them. Or people made them worse. By people, I meant my parents and my little brother.

I didn't know if it was my fault or not, but I knew that I had a lot of issues and one of them was I never hold my tongue. I've always said the wrong things in the wrong time and I didn't care at all. I was so honest and brave that it made some people call me rude.

Maybe that was my nickname or personality, but like I said I didn't really care. If you couldn't handle the truth being said in front of your face, then do not ask for my opinion. I was that person who was not afraid of hearing or saying the truth, it could be the reason why I kind of hated my life, but I tried to enjoy it as much as I could and not let anything or anyone ruin it. Just like now when I noticed that I woke up late. Fucking great, I hated getting up late even though I seemed that person, it exhausted me.

I got up from my bed after stretching and yawning, just like anyone did in their morning. I brushed my teeth, took a shower and did the usual things. I was free, I didn't know what to do, but I was lazy enough to stay at home all day.

I was hungry so the kitchen was the first thing I headed to, I went to open the fridge to get the milk first then I would get the cereal, but I noticed that it was already on the kitchen's table beside my cereal. I shrugged and went to get my bowl, when I held the cereal box it was empty.

My eyes went wide because the first thought that crossed my mind was right. I saw my idiot brother, Nathan, eating my cereal with a grin on his face. He poked his tongue at me and I groaned as I ran to him. He quickly hopped down from the high chair and ran to god knows where, but I was going to find him.

I ran around the living room and the hall like a psycho until I found him hiding behind the couch. I chuckled and caught his leg then he screamed. "Stop screaming, you idiot!"

"No, you are idiot!" he screamed back. My mom came into my view sighing and pulled us away from each other.

"What's going on now?" she asked. She seemed so exhausted.

"He ate my cereal, mom. Did you give it to him?"

"Yes, Evelyn. He wanted it, so I gave it to him." He was hiding behind my mom, I looked at him and he was smirking. He was an evil eight-year-old kid.

"First, it is Eve. Second, you know that's my cereal, I always ate it in the morning since I was young. He finished it!"

"Do not talk to me that way, Evelyn Henderson. And, grow up!" I huffed.

"If the cereal was yours and I'm not allowed to eat it, then why did you take mom's car yesterday when you're not allowed?" he said innocently. My eyes went wide and I panicked, my mom didn't know that I took it.

"You stole my car keys?" Her eyes went wide just like mine.

"I prefer... borrowed it?" I smiled sweetly at her. She looked so angry, I wanted to kill him. How the hell did he know? He was asleep when I was out. She groaned.

"You weren't allowed to drive it, miss. And, still not allowed to take it anywhere," she said and took him with her. I huffed and I thought that I needed a plan to kill him, but he did not worth my time. Yes, I was not allowed to drive, but so what? I wasn't late anyway.

I sat on the couch and my phone rang, when I looked to see who it was, it was my father. I sighed and answered. "Hello."

"Hey, Eve!" I smiled, I missed him so much! I really missed him being around and taking care of me. He was the one who made me get used to eating that cereal every day.

"Hey, dad! How are you?"

"I am okay, what about you? You sound sad, princess." He called me that all the time. He said I was his princess and he would always take care of me. Well, where were you now?

After him and mom got divorced, everything turned to hell. I never imagined that they would not be together, they were the perfect couple. I never saw them fight, yet there were things that I didn't know about.

I was broken and depressed. Some people said I changed since that happened, even my own little brother. We never used to fight and always shared things, even mom and I. We used to hang out all the time and I would tell her everything, but not anymore. Everyone was a stranger to me, or maybe I was to them.

"Evelyn? Darling, are you there?"

"Huh?" I shook my head although he couldn't see. "Sorry."

"It's okay," He said relieved. There was an awkward silence, but he decided to break it. "Eve, I wanted you to do me a favor."

"What was it?" He didn't answer, but I gave him his time. He sighed and I curious.

"I know you will probably get mad and start yelling, but I wanted you to meet Eliz-"

"No!" I cut him off yelling, just like he thought. I stood up from my couch and started pacing back and forth.

"Wait, just hear me out! Would you?"

"No, dad! I know what you will say. You want me to meet Elizabeth and get to know her, well, the answer is no." I tried not to curse. He wanted me to meet his wife, like what the hell?

How could I see them together when I still didn't move on from their divorce? I still saw my mom and him as a couple. Also, I thought she was the reason why they got separated because after what happened she came out of nowhere.

"Why?" He asked. "Why you hate her so much? Why don't you just give her a chance and meet her?"

"You want me to replace mom?!"

"No one could replace her, Sweeti-"

"Don't call me that."

"Evelyn," He said in a demanding tone.

"No! I won't meet her." I hung up. Now, that's what I liked to call rude.

I realized that staying at home was a very fucking bad idea. I decided that I needed fresh air. I went upstairs to my room and changed then came down wearing black jeans and a plaid red shirt with black converse. I walked out of the house not even telling my mom and headed to nowhere.

I kept walking through the streets then I saw that shop. It looked cool and hispter, I was not into that shit, but I was bored and thought why not.

I entered the store and walked further and further. I kept looking for something or anything to steal my attention. I had a simple style, I just loved to wear sweaters, boots, beanies and ripped jeans.

I also had a specific style. Not everything I saw I liked, just like people.

I saw a section of beanies with different colors and styles. I saw a blue beanie which looked good, it caught my eyes.

Just when I put my right hand on it to check it out, a large hand came out of nowhere that had a cross tattoo on it was placed on mine.

"Um, excuse me?" I said annoyed without looking at the person. When they did not remove their hand, I looked at him.

That person which was a guy had an emerald green eyes that reminded me of the green forest, long hair that stopped at his shoulders and a smirk which showed his two dimples.

"Do you mind removing your hand?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Sorry, I saw it first and I really need to buy a new beanie because-"

"I do not want to know your story or why," I said. His eyes went wide slightly. "All I know is I saw this damned beanie first." He chuckled.

"Woah, chill, babe."

"Do not call me 'babe'." His hand was still on mine. What I hated was lying. He did not see it first and he didn't even remove his hand if he was nice. I was a girl, he should have had manners.

"Are you okay?"

If he really wanted an answer, then a big bold no. I was not okay at all, today was the worst day of all time.

I woke up late and my cereal that I eat everyday was gone because of my stupid little brother that hated my guts.

My mother and I fought because she found out that I stole her car the other day when I am not allowed to drive. And, I fought with my father because he wanted me to meet his wife which I hated her guts, but I refused.

Yes, all of that happened in the first few hours of me waking up. What a wonderful morning. I wanted to say it all out loud, but my mouth was shut.

"That is none of your business," I said rolling my eyes.

"Why are you so rude?"

"Maybe because that's who I am or because people like you deserve to be treated that way."

He sighed, "Look, I don't know what is up with you, and I could have given it to you in the beginning, but your attitude made me fight for this stupid thing," He said and I raised my eyebrows. This was the first time someone said that to me. "I will take this beanie one way or another, because I always win."

"Not this time, In your dreams."

Hi guys, I hope you liked it! Also, this book is for #JustWriteIt the challenge was writing 10.000 words and finishing this book before 30 June! Wish me luck and don't forget to vote and comment! x