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ლ Amika's ლ

I snooze my alarm for who knows, the hundredth time. I honestly and I mean honestly don't feel like going to school. I know you can relate. I mean waking early in the morning, having to bath, and go to school, just to do what? Sit the whole day doing nothing but trying to figure out what's going on in class.

And yes. It might be the first day of school, but I already feel like something terrible is going to happen.

I HATE WHAT I'M DOING!

Having negativity in the morning, it just ruins my day. Now I'm either going to be sad, anxious, depressed, scared or even glum for the rest of the day! Arghh!

I turn in my blankets to snooze my alarm yet again. I try reaching for it as I wasn't able to snooze it, because yeah it fell to the ground.

My hand searches for it, as I try being comfortable I then turn my face(well whole body) to be parallel with the ceiling with my eyes closed. I struggle to find it, so I decide to just open my eyes and switch it off. I blink a few times and then I press snooze. I accidentally check the time. And it reads 6:00am.

Yeyy, I'm going to be late for the bus! I can now go back to bed and sleep peacefully.

°15 minutes later°

I hear my cellphone ring, from the other room. Whenever I go to sleep I try switching off all electronic devices, because I honestly value my sleeping time and I just hate it when someone interrupts me when I'm asleep.

I completely ignore it, because I know it might be my mother calling from downstairs telling me to wake up, or my sister, Fiona playing some dump pranks on me. And speaking about Fiona, I didn't see her the whole weekend

A few moments later when the phone goes off, I hear footsteps coming towards my room. And they are coming this way very slowly. So slowly that it's really creeping me out!

The door opens, and BOOM and water splashes all around my face, my body my hair and my BED!! No! Not my bed, I'm going to kill whoever did this to me.

I open my eyes to see who it is, and immediately I'm met with angry eyes from my mother , to be quite frank I honestly thought it was Fiona, and FYI I would never kill my mother.

"Amika, you do know that I really hate what you're doing", my my mother says as she walks towards my bed to open my now wet duvet.

"Yeah, mom I do. Thing is I don't feel like going to school." I tell her.

"And what's the reason?"

I suddenly realize that if I'd give her reasonable reason for not wanting to go to school, she'll understand, because usually when I tell her that I don't want to go to school, she just shouts at me, but now she wants me to give her a reason...something she usually doesn't do.

"Uhmmm, I have this massive headache, my back is sore, I feel like I'm about to vomit, I can't feel my legs nor my arms.", I lie.

"Oh, is that all", she replies.

"Yeah... I mean nooo... I have a stomach ache."

"...."

"So is that a yes?" I ask.

"A 'yes' for what?", she uses her hands to do quotation marks when saying yes.

"A yes, that agrees for me to not go to school.", I answer in hope that she'll agree..

"Amika wake up and get ready, if you are still not feeling well at school, then call me and I'll come get you and take you to the doctor, okay.", my mom instructed.

"Fine.", I go to the bathroom defeated and brush my teeth, as I open the toothpaste I accidentally drop my toothbrush which was hanging in my mouth waiting on the toothpaste, I slowly pick it up and I then accidentally again press on the open toothpaste letting fall on my wet pajama pants. Ughhh what a great way to start my day!

I let out a grin as I exit out of the shower, I then dried my skin and moisturized my skin. I remove the shower cap from my head and allow my braids to fall gently unto my shoulders till my waist. They are pretty long for school, reason being I made them last month for the Summer holidays.

After I finish wearing my school uniform, I grab my blazer from my closet ,I place on my chair and I turn to face my full mirror.

I know I said this day was going to be horrible, or did I say that, or at least what just happened to me and my bed this morning made me think that my day would be bad, but I also have a feeling that everything will go well. I mean my uniform fits me perfectly and because of all the exercise I did this summer my body  is toned and I've grown some inches taller. Yeyy!

I grab my phone and rush down stairs to quickly make myself breakfast, but immediately as I walked into the kitchen, sweet aroma of pancakes fills my nostrils. Fiona hugs me from behind and I turn to give her a hug in return.

"So Ona where were you all weekend?", I question her as I pass her the chocolate syrup.

"You know, I was out with an old friend", she chuckles ,as I realize what she really mean.

"As in old friends or friend?"

"Friend", she smizes at her pancake.

"Okay, so who might this "friend" be? I hope it's not Jerry.", I ask as I narrow my eyes at her.

"Yeah it is,. how many times have I told you that it's Tom and not Jerry.", she states.

"Tom or Jerry the fact still stands that he is not good for you, he doesn't deserve you Ona, he's just some rich spoiled brat who-" I was cut by Fiona.

"Amika could you please stop, I know exactly what you are going to say. And stop acting as if you know better, because I think Tom is far off better than Junior."she stands up and grabs the car keys.

"Woahh, you do know that my thing with Junior was nothing serious, we were just foolish kids back in primary.", I retort. I honestly can't believe Fiona just bought Junior into this.

Junior was my first and definitely the last boyfriend I have ever had. We dated in the 7th grade, just for that year, I then had to change schools, because the school was up to grade 7. So eventually we lost contact, but he managed to find me, but we then lost contact yet again. So yeah, we really never broke up and goodness it has been 2 years since we last spoke. And I assume he has moved and forgotten about me, but the thing is why is Fiona bringing him up, I know he has played me so badly, and he's the reason why I don't want to date ever. Why does she have to be so mean?

Fiona just sighs and rolls her eyes at me. "Tell Lucas to get ready. I'll be waiting for you guys in the car.", she then grabs an apple and walks out of the kitchen.

"Are you taking us to school? I mean I know you aren't pretty good with driving... We can just take the bus you know." Fiona is in the twelve grade, so she's allowed to take the car to school - because she's already gotten her drivers license. I'm in grade 10 and Lucas in the 9th grade.
"Aren't you going to say bye to mom and dad?", I ask Fiona, but she closes the behind her completely ignoring me. Ouch.

"Lucas, get ready, we are leaving in five. Bye mom." I shout from downstairs.

"Bye honey, where's Ona?", my mom asks as she walks down the stairs.

"She's waiting in the car."

"I hope you two didn't get into any fights, and why are you still in the house?"

"I'm waiting for Lucas to come down, he's probably late.", I inquired.

"Lucas honey, the girls want to leave.", she leans over the stair case.

" Okay mom, I'll be right down", a masculine voice answers.

"Lucas, finally", I say as I give mom a hug, "tell dad I love him when he wakes up." Dad isn't going to work today because he has this serious flu that started two weeks ago, after he got back from his business trip in Japan. I hope he gets well soon.

"Okay dear, I love you guys", she gives Lucas a kiss on the cheek.

"Love you too" , I and Lucas say in unison

We both leave and walk towards the car.

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Author's Note.🌸😽

Hey friends, it has been a while and I haven't published any chapter in ages. I'm sure some of y'all noticed that I unpublished the book. I sorry for that, but now I'm back and I'm trying to fix my grammar, to make sure there isn't many. And I'm trying to work on the characters as well.
I truly missed you guys, and I hope we can all catch up!! <3