"Madison!"
My eyes were closed, sleep gluing my eyelids together.
I managed to voice to lazy whine, before throwing the blue bed sheets over my head.
"C'mon Madison! Don't want to leave a bad impression on the first day of school do you?"
"No, but-"
"No excuses! Get yourself ready and come down to eat breakfast." My mom slowly closed the door.
I grabbed two towels and headed into the bathroom. I entered and closed the white door behind me.
The water was surprisingly warm, unlike the orphanage whose waters sent overwhelming chills down my spine.
I lathered the sweet scented liquid into my hair, bubbles forming once it mixed with the warm water.
How in the world would I survive high school? I know I was a senior but being the new kid... that could make anyone nervous.
Not knowing anyone? Well, I know Rodrick... but that's only one person, and out of what over 500 students?
I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my head and then my body. Stepping out of the bathroom carefully, I opened my closet.
Putting on a black t-shirt with gray markings, I leaned over my bed and grabbed some blue jeans from my slightly unpacked luggage.
My footsteps were loud and obnoxious as I made my way down the stairs.
"Fee, Fi, Fo!" My dad said, at the table.
I chuckled, I had to admit that was funny. He smiled, his eyes locked onto the morning newspaper.
I sighed happily and feasted upon scrambled eggs which were secured between two pieces of white sandwich bread. Breakfast never tasted so good.
After the quick meal, I brushed my teeth and threw my backpack over my shoulder. I waited by the door, and yelled for my mom to hurry up.
"Alright, let's get a move on." She grabbed her car keys and placed her jacket in her hands."Over here, dear." She beckoned towards the garage door, which opened at the click of a button.
In the garage sat a grey Honda Pilot, it was the most modern car I had yet to see. My mouth was in the shape of an 'o' as my hands reached for the handle of the car door. I watched my mom as she set the keys in the ignition and started the engine.
The radio was set to 98.3, and a very good station, I might add. Riding Solo by Jason Derulo came on,my lips mouthing the words to the song.
Our Pilot came to a silent halt as, my mom turned the radio down.
"Madison, this is your stop." She smiled.
"Thanks." I stepped out, turning back to say once last goodbye before heading into the hells of high school.