Beep! My alarm clock went off. I heard big footsteps coming toward my bed. I opened my eyes just enough to see a little crack. I saw a small figure standing in front of me. It was my sister Meg, She had short blond hair and tan skin, That I killed for. She mostly had dad's looks. She was kind of built like him to. She always had metals for being strong with muscles. "Jen, Get up." It was my older sister Meg, who raised me on her own, our parents had died in a plane crash when they were heading to Paris for there fifteen year anniversary. Our parents had a good life, but we were so devastated when the died. "I'm up!" I said as I raised my head and hit the alarm clock hard, then my head hit the pillow again as I settled to go back to sleep. "Meg why are you going through my close?" I said as I lay there in my pajamas with my eyes closed. "I'm packing for you." "Why may I ask?" I said with a cranky voice "Does Grandma Miller ring a bell?" "Oh" I grunted as she slapped my leg and I slowly got up. I had to go with my sister today to go see my Grandma, because she was dying, I was sad that she was dying, but I never really knew her, we were never close. She hated our family including she hated all of her kids husbands or wives. The only people grandma really liked was herself and her husband who was killed when father was twelve or thirteen. I really didn't want to spend two days of my life in Cave side, Georgia. I got out the close I wanted to wear and ironed them so they wouldn't be wrinkled for my "perfect" grandma. My grandma thought she was better than everyone. I walked down the hall to the little room at the end of the hall and I was going to iron my close. "Hey." "What?" I was really irritated with her"Leave it on I need to use it to." I just nodded Yes. I really didn't like my sister, she was always kind of a freak. She never really had a life with anyone just me and herself, she got engaged once they had a kid together, but they never got married and that was when she was seventeen. I walked out of the laundry room holding my close that were just freshly ironed and I walked down the hall and put my close on the chair so they wouldn't wrinkle again and headed for the kitchen. I went to the freezer and just felt the cool air come out, it was going to be a hot day. I pulled the lean pocket box out and got some ham and cheese out. I heard foot steps behind me. "Hey get your head out of the freezer!" Meg said slapping me on the back. I pulled my head out, I was mad and shut it so hard that I bet the neighbors heard me. I turned around and punched her back. "Well ,Jen, at least you don't take shit." I headed for the microwave and headed to put them in. I stood around and I heard the beep of the microwave. I just walked out to sit on the front porch and eat in piece. I gobbled it down. I looked outside through the screen around the porch and saw my best friend Erika Young riding her bike with my boyfriend Khile. I just stood up and waved and they rode on up the drive way. "Hey you two what's happing? "Oh thought we come over and see if you can come to Delia's party tonight!" Said Khile as he got off his bike and came in and hugged me. "Nope sorry "miss bitch" is taking me to Grandma's." I looked into Khiles dark eyes as he smiled and then gave me a kiss long and passionate. "Oh sorry!" Said Erika as she waved for Khile to come back to his bike. "Bye" I said as the rode there bikes of the black top drive way and Erika turned the radio on and "Graduation" played. I around after they left and on the ground was four small bags packed and saw her standing there with her sunglasses on and her purse over her shoulder. "Hey it's time to go get dressed and get your ass in the car!" "Fine miss whinny bitch." I whispered so she wouldn't here me cuss. She hated hearing me cuss, but she always cussed at me. Why can't I? I ran to the chair and got the close and ran up the stairs to a small blue bathroom and pulled the shirt over my head and the skirt over my legs. I had on my short blue and white stripped skirt on, kind of like Dorothy's dress in the wizard of Oz. I had my pure white shirt on and my thick black heals. Meg said we had to look good for her, even though my grandmas a bitch. I ran down the stairs and in the picture hall I noticed and old black and white picture of six kids one happier than the next. I took it off the wall so I could ask my sister about it. I got to the front door and took the key and locked it, because god knew how long we were going to be. I ran to the car so she wouldn't leave me. She's done it before, so I would bet she would do it again. I pulled the brush from my bag in the back seat and brushed my long black hair.