********Im sorry that I keep switching things up but I keep going back and not liking what I have written as I grow as a writer! I think this is better though! Please read and review!!!!! I really take what you say to help me get better!!!**********

Morning routines

I opened my heavy eyelids to the sounds and smells of another day. Pots being clashed as my mom cooked breakfast. The smell of bacon and fresh coffee was all so familiar and inviting. I swung my legs off the side of my bed. Slowly getting up to turn on the light I slipped on absolutely nothing and nearly killed myself on the way to the door. That was a new record I was sure. I would have to inform Callie about that one. A near death experience and I hadn't even walked down the stairs of death yet. I walked to my desk to take a quick look at my phone. The screen read that I had two new text messages. Most likely they were from Vanessa and Callie asking what my wardrobe choices were. I opened my phone up. I was right once again. Finally it sunk in. Today was the first day of my junior year. My excitement boiled up a little. I glanced at my clock. It read 6:45 a.m. I had an hour and 15 minutes to get myself ready and to school.

I walked into the hallway outside of my room to my bathroom. I squared myself in front of the mirror. I brushed and straightened my shoulder length blond hair as was routine for everyday. That was the most tedious of my morning preparation. Then came washing my face and brushing my teeth and of course applying makeup. Finally it was time to put on my clothes. I went back to my room and opened up my walk in closet. There hanging up was the outfit I had selected to wear today. The snow white v-neck sweater with crystal stones around the neck complimented my Versace jeans and white jimmy choos amazingly. The outfit was perfect for the cool rainy August weather. To top off the outfit I added a pink juicy couture hat and bag. I was ready to start the school year off with a bang!

"Addison, come on! Breakfast is ready! If you do not hurry you will be late!" My mom, Sarah, said over the intercom system. The intercom came in handy. It allowed us to communicate without having to yell throughout our house. I was too big to do that anyway. No one would be able to hear you very well. I made the final adjustments to my outfit and bounded down the stairs. While doing so I only lost my balance once or twice, another record I was sure. I had fallen twice in less than an hour. I had always been the clumsy one in my group but I was on a roll today.

I sat down at the small wooden table that we used for breakfast. Upon sitting down I was greeted by my mom. Her dirty blond hair was up in a clip and she was in her pajamas. As a writer she had the luxury to stay in her pajamas as long as she chose. She loved her job and she was one of the best writers in the country. Her books on mythical creatures such as vampires and werewolves all had been on the best sellers list. She drew in a fan base of teens and adults alike with her combination of horror and romance. She loved that it allowed her to stay home. It was the reason we were so close.

"So, Mom, are you working on your book some more?" I asked, smiling yup at her.

"Yup! I must say, I think this is the best one yet!" she said with excitement.

"So when am I finally going to get to read it? I asked. Aside from the fact that she got to stay home, reading her masterpieces was my favorite part. I got to read them even before her editor. Before she could answer my dad came in.

"Hello sweetheart." My mom said to my dad as she went to kiss him.

"Hey dad" I said "How was work?" I continued.

"It was okay. The normal day for a doctor, I guess." As usual I let him leave it at that and didn't push for details. I would get mental pictures that I would never get out!

"So mom when am I going to get to read it?" I said turning back to my mom.

"Well, let me think about it. Probably when I finish it like always." She said with a chuckle.

"Okay, that's cool, I guess."I said with a sigh.

Just then my phone rang. I looked at the caller id. 'Just like old times' I thought to myself.

"Hey Jason"

Jason was my absolute best guy friend! He was the only guy that I was allowed to be alone with. The only one that my mom trusted nothing was going to happen with.

"Hey Addy. When are you going to be here?" He asked as he did every morning when he was early to school.

"Jason are you alone again?" I asked smiling

"Um…maybe." He stumbled

"Okay. I am getting in the car. I will be there in 20 minutes, tops. Kasey isn't there yet?" I asked. Kasey was Jason's girl of the minute. He went through so many girls that none of us could ever remember all of their names. Kasey had been one of the worst so far. She was controlling and made Jason miserable and he let her treat him that way and none of us like her. We all tried to keep our opinions to ourselves though because we knew it wouldn't last long.

"No she just called and said that she would be late to first period." He said in a solemn voice. We were each others rock. We were always there for each other no matter what and went running to each others side in times of loneliness or any other emotion we were feeling. We relied on each other one hundred percent.

"Okay, see you soon!" I laughed as I hung up.

"Who was that? One of my children I hope." My mom asked.

To my mom my three best friends were her children. That was what they were pretty much. We were like a family. Callie, Jason, and Cameron were my friends/family. We had known each other since kindergarten. And Callie I had known before that. She had lived next door for as long as I could remember. Our mothers had scheduled play dates for us since the day I was born. Unfortunately soon after Callie's first birthday her mom left and never came back. She was only 5 days older than me but I was 3 inches taller. We were inseparable. We were sisters at heart and it showed.

"Yeah its Jason, he is alone again." I said rolling my eyes. "I got to go. He is waiting for me. Love you!" I continued.

I said goodbye to my mom and my dad, gathered my stuff, and walked out the door. I walked to the stairs that led off of our porch. The mist hit my face and the cool water felt invigorating. In that second it crossed my mind that every second I stood outside my hair was getting more and more frizzy. In turn I rushed to my car that had as always been driven to the front by our house assistant Roger.

I climbed into my red M3 BMW convertible. Luckily, the top was up. I pulled out of the driveway and got on the main road to go to school. The sky was dark and gray. It was a clear sign that another rain storm was coming. Living in Binghamton New York clouds were just an everyday occurrence. Binghamton High school was about 15 minutes away and so it left me time to get anxious about seeing everyone. I took a deep breath as it finally came into sight.

"This is it!" I told myself.

I pulled into the driveway of Binghamton High School. I pulled into my normal parking spot right in between Callie's Yellow Porsche 911 turbo and Jason's red GTO. I stepped out of my car and walked straight in to see my family.