Fireworks
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He walked behind me. He took me into his arms and I let out a scream. I looked behind and relaxed a bit. I didn’t know who he was or what he was doing. But somehow I was comfortable. He turned me around slowly and leaned down to ki…
I woke up with my blearing alarm ringing. I ran my hand through my hair and got up from bed. I flung opened my closet. Most of my clothes were black…much to my moms dislike. Not that I cared what she thought. I took a black long-sleeve shirt. I walked away from the closet and grabbed my jeans from the chair. The door to my bathroom was opened. I shook my head knowing that my brother, Matt, used it last night cause it was closer.
My hair was a mess. I almost shouted when I looked at my mirror. I took a deep breath. I took off my clothes and threw them in the hamper near the door. The shower blasted at full power and I walked right into it. My hair got wet instantly. It started to stick to my skin. I took the shampoo and started to pour it on my hair. The smell of strawberry filled the shower. My favorite scent in the world. Then I put conditioner on. I let it stay in my hair for 10 minutes. I started to shave. I hated going to school on the first day without shaving.
I got out the shower and decided against wearing my jeans. I put on my deodorant and sprayed myself with perfume. My hair started to curl. I took the conditioner off and put on a stay-on conditioner. My hair curled up more and I put moose on it to keep it like that all day. I got out the bathroom. I looked around to see where I threw my shorts. Finding them on the top drawer, I put on my pink and blue bra and panties. I took the shorts and put them on. I looked in my top drawer to change my shirt. I found my favorite pink shirt and put it on.
"Alex! Are you awake?" my dad called.
"Yeah. I’ve been up," I answered.
"Matt! Are you awake?" My dad Shouted again.
I laughed when I heard my brother groan. Matt and I are twins. I was born first and he was born 15 minutes later. My mom hoped for two boys and my dad wished for two girls. Both got one of each. Me and Matt are close but at a distance. You tell that to anyone and they’ll deny it and call you crazy.
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