Well, here it goes. It was the day of my junior year, and I had high hopes for this year!
My day began with:
"Greece, wake up you lazy slob! We're gonna be late for school!" my sister, Turkey, yelled at me.
My name is Greece, I live with my brother, Egypt, and my sister, Turkey. Turkey was very aggressive, many guys found her attractive, but she thought she was too good for them. My brother Egypt is
very shy and collected. He barely talks and spends most of his time reading.
"I'll get up as soon as you stop yelling at me!"
She replied, "I'll stop yelling at you as soon as you get up!"
Every morning was like this, nothing but arguing. My brother usually broke up the fights by scaring us. I screamed and said, "Egypt! Get this snake out of my room immediately!" Egypt walked in and
the snake coiled around his arm and turned into a wristband. Egypt is able to perform strange magic tricks like this.
I walked downstairs and had a quick breakfast consisting of a muffin.
"Turkey, did you cook these?" I asked.
"Yeah. why do you like them?" she replied.
"That depends, are they poisoned?"
"If they were, why would I tell you?"
I choked on the muffin after hearing this.
Egypt said, "Just shut up, you two, we're going to be late."
I ran upstairs, got changed, and grabbed my bag.
"Hey, Egypt, do you think she'll remember me?" I asked him.
"Who are you talking about?" he replied.
"Trust me, you know who i'm talking about." He smiled and nodded.
We walked outside and got on our bikes and went to school. I hoped this year would be great. I'm captain of the men's basketball team and i'm amazing at various track and field events.
I guess its in my blood. I ran into my cousin, Italy, and his sister, South Italy.
"Buongiorno!" Italy said in his native Italian.
"Kali̱méra!" I replied in my native Greek.
Italy said, "Hey are you guys excited for the pep rally?I am!"
He is a cheerleader, so he is peppy most of the time.
Turkey replied, "Pep rallies are nothing but just loud, overrated, and obnoxious. They just allow for stuck-up girls to show off their nose-jobs and overuse of makeup."
I replied, "Hey, not all cheerleaders are bad, some are really pretty and down to earth." I had a specific one in mind.
As we continued biking along the path,we came up to the school.
"Well, here we are!" S. Italy said.
I let out a sigh and said, "Well, here goes nothing," and we walked up the steps.