I wake yet again to my mother yelling at me to get up and get ready for school.
Man I seriously hate going to school.
I get up out of bed and grab a nice outfit to go to the shower.
Once I'm done, I quickly get dressed and comb my hair. I then brush my teeth and quickly make my way downstairs.
I decided to leave my hair down again, but today I'm keeping a hair tie around my wrist in case I want to put it up.
I soon smelled the sweet smell of blueberry waffles. My personal favorite.
I then see my mother cooking some eggs and bacon as well. The waffles would have been just fine for me, but my brother and father have a much bigger appetite. I do, so she always makes a lot extra.
" Hey mom, did the boys already leave?" I ask. They are normally gone before I get up anyway, but I thought
