Suzanne It's OK.
"Suzanne. Wake up I know you're not sleeping. Come on you're going to be late for school." Those are the words I remember the best one hundred eighty days a year for twelve years. I remember it the best like it was yesterday because my evil sister, Lora, would shout it with her nasty morning breath in my face while obsessively shaking me hard even under the blankets it hurt. Her voice was annoying in the morning. It wasn't high pitched or anything but I just hated the way she would move her voice up and down sometimes. I walk down the stairs at five in the morning to see the same thing every morning. No coffee left in the pot and my sister, Lora, already in the shower. She takes a twenty minute shower every morning and sucks up all the hot water and I think it's downright ridiculous every morning. But I have no say for I am the "unloved child". I am literally the house maid. I do the dishes, I vacuum, I dust, and I take care of the animals and don't receive a thank you or even a smile I think. I don't get recognized at all and no one even listens when I say a comment because they are too busy fighting or admiring Lora. I think she is yes prettier than me and doesn't have a little acne like I do and has an amazing boyfriend who is funny and charming. She has the perfect life. Doesn't she? Well at least better than mine. She is the oldest so she thinks I am nothing because she has gone through more than me. Well, just because she has wore make up longer and have her menstrual cycle a few years longer than me and went through three more grades than me doesn't mean she knows what I'm going through. My parents tell me to be honored to have such a sister like her but I think she is inconsiderate and downright mean. I took my cold shower like I always do. Her long shower would make me late so I almost missed the bus. Yes Lora drives but I unfortunately have to ride the bus because she doesn't want to drive down the road a little further to take me to school and she doesn't want her friends to see us. I know. I am used to the bus though. I sit next to kids two or three years younger than me and I think "Yepp. Fun. Thanks Lora." but my one friend, Lizzy, rides my bus so I sit with her. She is really pretty and really skinny and has braces like I do. We don't really talk because we listen to our iPods the entire time mainly. The bus ride is an hour long to get all the little kids and the big scary ones on the bus. When we get to school i go to the band room. I think I live in the band room for the teacher is my favorite. Mr. Hilton. I would yes consider myself a band geek but I just feel safe playing my tuba and I feel like no one can hurt me. I also like going to Band Camp. I've went since third grade. Well anyways when the bell rang and I walked out I hit into him. Chris Elliot. He had amazing eyes and a sweet smile and adorable curly hair. He was popular kind of but I knew I could never have him. "I think he seems to like you." Lynn Said to me. Lynn was my best friend and well my only friend. I looked at her and smiled. "yeah right. He'd never date someone like me." Lynn looked at me with yeah right face "you are so pretty and you don't even know it! No he must like you because he stares at you a lot and he smiles." "He stopped Texting me though. And he told me he doesn't like anyone from this school. He told me he liked another girl from his old school still. His "Ex." "Oh stop. What a bunch of bologna. He must be saying it because he doesn't want you to know he likes you! I mean think about it." "Well... ehh I don't know..." And we walked to our first period class. Fourth period came around when Lynn meets me at my locker as usual and i tell her how i always have gum for her secret love because he talks to me every day in fourth period math class. His name was David. He was a little popular but he had a crush on Lynn and I think everyone knew about it. And finally eighth period came around where Chris would have Family and Consumer Science and my lockers was right by the door which meant he would have to walk passed me and look at me and we could see each other. Lynn and I had the same class eighth period which was Science and that was all the way around the school but we'd both meet at my locker with our gay guy friend Trevor who also had the same class as us. Me and Lynn would sit there and look at him to see if he would look at me which he always does. We three are always late to science but I think it is worth it. Lynn and I sit by each other in science which I think is so totally cool so I can talk to her. I ran to my locker and grabbed my iPod and cell phone and put on my coat and book bag and ran out the door to my mother's car. There was only silence in the car until I broke it saying thanks for picking me up so I didn't have to ride the bus. "Yeah yeah. Whatever. I'm only dropping you off at your father's car so I can go get my hair and nails done with Lora." The car grew silent again.