I wake up just as the sun is rising

I try to close my eyes and turn over covering my face with my pillow

"... Five more minutes..." I mourn

I start to get up after Alex starts to nag me about how messy my room is.

She can be such a drag sometimes.

My mop of ginger hair goes over my eyes as I sit up and look at the dark brown floor, Spruce wood.

Time to get up.

I force myself out of bed and put on my clothes, a black t-shirt with gray shorts. Kind of dull but whatever, not like I'm the queen of my own place right? I'm not even the ruler of my own mind. It always seems like someone else is controlling it.

Phsyco much? Yeah.

I shrug to my thought walk into the kitchen were Steve is already eating some pork chop.

I usually call him a hog,

Hey, you are what you eat.

I walk over to the fridge and open it.

When I grab a carrot I realize I forgot something.

Confused I ask,"I though I was going to make breakfast today."

Alex looked at Steve and laughed

Steve was laughing right along with her.

I get annoyed to something this stupid.

I mean like really, do they have to laugh at everything I do?

"Yea, real mature guys. Thanks. A lot." I huffed while shutting the door to the fridge.

"A couple of children." I muddier under my breath.

The smile faded from Alex's face and turns into a sarcastic look.

"Oh come on, everyone here knows you can't cook, even you. Last time you almost burned down the house-" Alex implied

"Please, your such a drama queen," I shot back with a dirty look.

"It was only the oven and the food."

Alex rolled her eyes and continued.

"Learn to take a joke."

I was already in a crummy mood from waking up.

"Fine, anyways when do you think Blair is coming back?"

Alex reapplied "Um, about a couple of days, I think? I don't know, but why?"

"It's because she likes him."

Alex's eyes grew huge and looked at Steve.

She mouthed "What are you thinking!?"

I can feel my face burning.

I turn around and see Steve shocked looking at Alex.

This time I don't do anything crazy and just said,

"I don't like him you idiot,it's just that I actually care for other people." I mutter to him.

"Well I'm sorry for you being an wimp." he mumbles back.

I slam down my hands on the counter top and just stood there.

"I'm going back to my bedroom."

I walk to my room and slam the door behind me.