Ch.1- Welcome to my life
Beep beep! My alarm screeched at me. I groaned, and rolled over onto my right side. I shut off my alarm and snuggled down into my bed further. All of the sudden, my door flew open, and my little brother bounded through. He climbed on the bed, and started to jump. "Kallie, mom says it's time to wake up!" My brother said while jumping and bouncing me around. I groaned, and pulled the coners over my face. My brother stopped jumping, grabbed my covers, pulled them off of my face, and started to jump again. I groaned, and put the pillow over my face. My brother managed to bounce the pillow off of my face, and onto the floor. I groaned, picked up the pillow, and flung it at his face. It hit him square in the face, and he flew off the bed in one single motion. He stood up, and ran out of my room. I rubbed my eyes, and opened them. I looked over at my clock. The time on its blue face read 6:30. Ugh. I pulled the lavander sheets and cover off of my legs, and stretched my arms. My bare feet hit the floor, and I stood up while attempting not to hit the floor in exhaustion. I walked over to my closet, and flung open the white doors. I stood there for a few minutes scanning through my shirts deciding which one to pick. I finally reached out and grabbed my white tank top. I went over to my chester drawer, and opened it to find that my pair of tan shorts were sitting there waiting for me.
I grabbed them, and headed for my bathroom. I clicked on the light, and shut the door behind me. I blasted out my Ipod, and turned the knob for the shower. I stripped down, and hopped inside. I stood under the spraying water until I decided to wash my hair, and get my ass in gear. After the water turned cold, I shut off the shower, and hopped out. I grabbed my lavander towel, wrapped it around myself, and dried most of my dirty blond hair. I slipped on my clothes, plugged in my hair dryer, and pulled out all my make-up. I blended my foundation, put on my powder and eyeliner, stuck on my mascara and eyeshadow, and turned on the blow dryer. I finished blow drying my hair, and straightened the crap out of it. I looked at the clock and the time was 7:45. I still had a good 10-15 minutes, so I decided to head downstairs. "So, are you excited about moving to Forks with your dad?" My mom Angie asked me as I headed into the kitchen. I shrugged, and replied, "Sure... I guess..." My mom turned around and smiled her sweet smile at me.
"Well, we better head to the airport." My mom said with a sigh and turn of her head. I nodded, and stood up to go grab my bags from my room. My mom and dad have been divorced since I was seven years old. It's been hard to cope with, especially now that I'm actually going to live with him until I finish High School. I grabbed my luggage and my knapsack, and headed back down the stairs and outside into the car. I closed the car door behind me, and buckled myself up. To bad the entire ride to the airport wasn't a long one... I needed sleep more than ever... concidering the fact that it was now 8:00 in the morning and begining to get warmer than expected. The only thing I really hated about Florida was the heat... it dragged out and it never seemed to stop until at least midnight. I sighed, and stuck my Ipod earbuds into my ears, and clicked on the Ipod. Before I even knew it, we arrived at the airport, and had already found a parking spot in the always crowded airport parking lot. I opened the car door, and pulled myself out of the dark green 2007 Subaru Station Wagon.