I wake up to the racket of my alarm clock. I groaned and then turned it off. Of course another lazy weekend came and went. I peeped over at my sister; she was still asleep as always. I arose from my bed and shook her awake. "Squirrelflight… get up." I said a bit ruder than usual. She growled and threw a pillow at me without opening her eyes.
"No… It's too damn early." She grumbled pulling the covers over her face. I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom to get ready for school. My hair was a mess; every strand went in a different direction. I quickly brushed and combed until it looked halfway decent. My bangs were in my face like they always were. I rushed back into my room, sis finally got up. I tried not to laugh when I saw her hair, it was longer, thicker and curlier than mine and ginger. I was just a plain old brunette. At school, I swear I'm not exaggerating; my sister gets ALL the guys. She has the perfect hourglass body every guy wants, long flowing hair, beautiful green eyes and flawless skin. Sadly for them, she was taken.
I slipped on a pair of black skinny jeans and a Blood on the Dance Floor t-shirt. Brushed my teeth, and put on my glasses. Sis was still in the bathroom, doing her makeup. She always takes so much time doing it. For me, all I put on was some eyeliner which took about 30 seconds to do. I went downstairs to make myself some cereal. By the time I was done eating, I noticed that we still had plenty of time. Finally my sister made her way down the steps. I gasped when I saw what she had on.
"Well?" She posed cutely asking for my approval. She wore a super low-cut floral shirt with ruffles. I shook my head when she 'adjusted' her boobs to make them look bigger.
"You KNOW they'll dress code you, sis." I told her. "You've been dress coded millions of times for showing too much…cleavage." I reminded her. She laughed.
"Oh come on." She whined. "The shirt's fine. Be honest with me is it pretty?" She posed again; sort of like those girls on Facebook. I had to be honest with her.
"Okay I admit you look really hot." I rolled my eyes. "But you know that'll attract unwanted attention…not just Brambleclaw."
"Oh please." She pouted. "No one else is interested in me." I shook my head again. She was blind to the fact that she was a boy magnet. She froze when she heard mom's voice.
"Girls… are you ready for school yet?" Mom called from upstairs. Squirrelflight immediately grabbed one of my sweatshirts from the back of the kitchen chair and pulled it over her head.
"Er… Yeah we are!" my sister called back pulling her curly hair out from inside the sweatshirt. By the time mom came downstairs, sis just acted like nothing was going on. "Hehe, Brambleclaw's driving us to school today." She beamed.