Chapter 1.

Nicole's POV

"Niiiccooolle!" I awoke to the most horrid of all voices known to mankind that was the voice of my stepmother Dominique. It blared out of my speaker next to my bed, as I covered my head with a pillow trying to eliminate the voice. I sighed finally giving up, than pressed the button on the speaker and replied.

"What can I get you this morning?" I tried not to sound annoyed, but either way I don't think she would have cared or noticed to say anything about it.

"I would like a bacon and cheese sandwich with a Fuze. The girls would like 20 pancakes, 2 slices of ham, and orange juice." Dominique told her. I pressed the button to talk.

"Can the girls even eat that much?" I asked, not wanting to make that much food for the two spoiled brats. I took my finger off the button, and looked at the clock. 8:15.

"Of course not, 12 of the pancakes are for the animals. Now make it snappy! We don't have all day to wait on you, the girls and I have lots to do." Dominique replied. I threw the pillow across the room.

"Who feeds their animals pancakes?" I asked aloud, frustrated. I got up and went to my closet grabbing a pair of jeans, a tank top, and a Hollister jacket. After I changed into my clothes, I brushed out my hair and let it lay the way it wanted, wavy.

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I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone, except for myself. I was on the last pancake when Brit&Bree walked down and sat in the dining room waiting for their breakfast.

"Can you go any slower, Nicole? Seriously, we have like 9 appointments today." Brit told me, expecting me to move a bit faster. What did she want me to do? Gain super powers and at lightning speed make breakfast? Yea...that's going to happen.

"You only have two." I pointed out, annoyed. I put the pancakes on a plate and brought it out to the table.

"How do you know?" Brit asked, trying to be smart. I watched as Bree examined the pancakes, ignoring Brit.

"Is there something wrong with the pancakes?" I asked cautiously. Bree shook her head, and grabbed a pancake. "Good." I said, quite content. I began to walk back to the kitchen to put my apron back.

"Nicole! You forgot the syrup again!" Brit complained. I wanted to go over to her and spit on her food, and watch her eat it. But put on a smile.

"My bad, I'll go grab a new bottle out of the fridge." I replied, trying hard not to let her win the better of me. I walked back into the cellar and grabbed a bottle of syrup, than walked back to the twin demons, giving them their syrup.

Only 1 more year. I reminded myself.

I made sure I finished all my chores, even the most ridiculous ones. I didn't want to give them anything to sneer or complain about when I got home. They normally always found something wrong with what I do, but I've learned to tolerate my step mom and her daughters throughout the years. Yes, I've been doing this for years. I walked to the backdoor and hollered to them.

"I'm going to school! Probably won't be home until 6!" I yelled to them, and left before they could say anything back to ruin my day. As I walked to the garage my phone rang, I picked it up:

I haven't heard from you in awhile.

-Romeo

I smiled to myself. This message was from a guy I met on one of the schools dating services, and I was falling in love with him. We haven't met or told each other our names, but part of me was too scared to find out. I was afraid he would find out who I was, than never talk to me again, and I couldn't let that happen. I replied back.

We talked last night.

-Juliet

I closed my phone, and got in my beat up car. It wasn't my favorite car to have, but I was just lucky to even have something to drive. I pulled out of the driveway and began my long journey to school. I guess its better than being home... my phone rang again on my way to school.

It feels like forever ago. How was your night?

-Romeo

I checked my phone and read the message with a smile. But couldn't answer it until I got to school, or to my friends house. Whom I pick up everyday.