Chapter 1:
"We are taking over,
Get used to it…"
You yawn, stretch, and roll out of bed. You stumble over to your closet and flip through your clothes, choosing the perfect outfit for going to Australia. Eventually, you just decide on some blue jean shorts and a pink tank top with a purple Aeropostale hoodie over top of it. You walk to your bathroom and throw on some makeup. 'Looks good enough,' you think.
You walk downstairs and pour a bowl of cereal, scarfing it down to try not to be late for the plane. Your mom walks in and looks at you. "Is that what you are going to wear? Can't you find something a bit nicer? Are your bags packed?"
"Yeah, Mom, I'm going to wear this. I'm just going with Brianna anyway. It'll be fine. My bag's all packed. I'm just gonna brush my teeth. I'll be back down in a second," you try to answer all of her questions. Your mom leaves to wait in the car. She is going to drive you and Brianna up to the airport.
You walk into the bathroom, brush your teeth, throw your toothbrush into your overflowing suitcase, and pick up your cell phone. You type in Brianna's number and press the Talk button while trying to drag your bags down the stairs.
"Hello? _?"
"Hey, Bri, you ready yet?"
"Yeah, I'm just zipping up my bags."
"Kay. I'm about to get in the car. Be there in 10."
"Aight, see ya!"
You hang up the phone and get into the car to pick up Brianna. You lean back in your seat and think, 'This is going to be a long day.'