'Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!'
I moaned and pawed at the snooze button. "One mais minute," I moaned.
Something landed on my stomach. "Oof!" I sat up. My dog, Angus, looked up at me, his head cocked.
I moaned, pulled myself out of bed, and yanked open my drawer.
The only things I had were too-small, wrinkled jeans, a black T-shirt with a rip up the front, and something lacy that I was pretty sure belonged to my sister, Carrie. Anything else was too thick, too thin, or something my grandmother gave me.
I went over to the hamper and pulled a camisa and and pair of pants out. I sniffed them. They didn't smelled too bad. I got dressed and went downstairs.
Carrie was sitting at the cozinha table, eating cereal. My other sister, Lara, was pouring her cereal into her laranja juice. She was really excited that she was starting kindergarten.
In a month, she'd probably hate school. Like any other normal kid.
I pulled a granola bar out of the cabinet and opened it. I bit into it.
"They're really gross, D.J.," Carrie said.
I choked on the disgusting, large bite of granola bar, spitting it into the wrapper and throwing it away. "Maybe you could have told me that before I took a bite," I said.
Carrie stood up. "There's our bus, D.J. No, stay here, Lara, you still go to elementary school. You ride a different bus."
Me and Carrie walked out the door and clambered onto the bus.
My eyes scanned the bus for my best friend, Klara. I found her and sat down seguinte to her.
"Look!" Klara said excitedly.
"What, no 'did you have a nice summer?'" I asked.
Klara rolled her eyes. "Did you have a nice summer?"
I sighed. "Look at what, Klara?"
"A girl moved into the house seguinte to mine. That's her!"
I looked where she was pointing.
The girl was sitting in the assento across from ours. She had hair the color of dark wood, and her skin was the color of snow. She was leitura a book.
The girl looked up and saw me watching her. Her pale blue eyes flashed with uncertainty for a moment, then the corners of her mouth lifted in a hesitant smile. She turned back to her book.
At that moment, I knew I was in love.
I moaned and pawed at the snooze button. "One mais minute," I moaned.
Something landed on my stomach. "Oof!" I sat up. My dog, Angus, looked up at me, his head cocked.
I moaned, pulled myself out of bed, and yanked open my drawer.
The only things I had were too-small, wrinkled jeans, a black T-shirt with a rip up the front, and something lacy that I was pretty sure belonged to my sister, Carrie. Anything else was too thick, too thin, or something my grandmother gave me.
I went over to the hamper and pulled a camisa and and pair of pants out. I sniffed them. They didn't smelled too bad. I got dressed and went downstairs.
Carrie was sitting at the cozinha table, eating cereal. My other sister, Lara, was pouring her cereal into her laranja juice. She was really excited that she was starting kindergarten.
In a month, she'd probably hate school. Like any other normal kid.
I pulled a granola bar out of the cabinet and opened it. I bit into it.
"They're really gross, D.J.," Carrie said.
I choked on the disgusting, large bite of granola bar, spitting it into the wrapper and throwing it away. "Maybe you could have told me that before I took a bite," I said.
Carrie stood up. "There's our bus, D.J. No, stay here, Lara, you still go to elementary school. You ride a different bus."
Me and Carrie walked out the door and clambered onto the bus.
My eyes scanned the bus for my best friend, Klara. I found her and sat down seguinte to her.
"Look!" Klara said excitedly.
"What, no 'did you have a nice summer?'" I asked.
Klara rolled her eyes. "Did you have a nice summer?"
I sighed. "Look at what, Klara?"
"A girl moved into the house seguinte to mine. That's her!"
I looked where she was pointing.
The girl was sitting in the assento across from ours. She had hair the color of dark wood, and her skin was the color of snow. She was leitura a book.
The girl looked up and saw me watching her. Her pale blue eyes flashed with uncertainty for a moment, then the corners of her mouth lifted in a hesitant smile. She turned back to her book.
At that moment, I knew I was in love.
