Sun streamed in through the window next to my bed, the curtains causing odd shadows to flicker across my walls. The sound of music filled my ears and forced my eyes open.

"Alarm clock," I sighed, "oh, how I dreamt of your demise." I groaned and rolled onto my stomach and reached my hand to my side table, slamming it down against the clock's buttons, and hitting several at once. That'll work.

"Sky!" I heard a familiar voice call my nickname, and heard a knock on my door.

"Come in..." I groaned into my pillow in response. Is it bad that I want to eat my pillow right now? I mean seriously it feels like a fricking marshmallow.

"No, no, no, you are not going back to sleep on me missy. If I have to go to school then so do you." I turned my head to the right, looking up at my brother's un-amused face. I stuck my tongue out at him and put my face back in my marshmallow pillow.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." Then I felt it. An extremely cold sensation erupted on my neck and trickled down my spine causing me to literally jump out of my bed.

"I'm going to kill you Adrian!" My evil twin had struck again. I danced awkwardly around my room trying to get the now-melted ice off of my none-too-pleased back and Adrian left the room with a smug expression on his face.

Mornings weren't really my thing as you can probably guess. Cranky is the best word to describe my attitude in the early hours of the day. None the less it was inevitable that I would have to go to school. Since it was our first day I knew I had to go. Mom managed to get a job at the local hospital as a doctor, since she actually did have a doctorate and the credentials to be a surgeon. We didn't really need the money though, since my grandfather was insanely rich and my mother was his sole heir. I'm pretty sure mom just works to keeps herself busy and her mind occupied. I had around an hour to get ready and eat and since I always shower at night I had more than enough time to kill.

I stepped into my en-suit bathroom and ran a comb through my short cropped, jet black hair. Since it was only shoulder length it never knotted which was very nice. I applied a light layer of makeup, simple mascara a bit of eyeliner (No raccoons here thank you), a slight smoky eye shadow, and light lip gloss. I hated too much makeup and it made people look like dolls. I hate dolls. After I finished with my makeup it was time to get dressed, sadly that meant discarding my exceedingly comfy pajama pants. They had penguins on them, so adorable.

Ten minutes later I was dressed in a black tank top with "Lost in the Stars" written across it in the tail of a shooting star, my favourite pair of black skinny jeans, my keyboard belt, and my new white converse shoes decorated with different music notes all over them. I grabbed my cell phone and my trusty yet stylish leather jacket on my way out the door of my room and made my way down the stairs of our old house towards the kitchen. From the top of the stairs I could hear and smell bacon sizzling in the kitchen. My stomach growled loudly and I ran the rest of the way to the kitchen nearly tripping down the last five steppes.

"I smell bacon brother dear!" I grinned wildly and hopped up onto the island behind my brother, "Mom gone?" I inhaled the smell deeply.

"Yeah, she left at like six I think. Scoot, were going to eat now, can you grab the toast for me, please?" Adrian loved to cook so I got full meals every day, which was very nice. I stepped around him and grabbed the plate he had set out for the toast and grabbed the freshly toasted warm bread. Sliding the plate onto the table I took my seat across from Adrian and dug into my eggs and bacon.

"So I guess this means I'm forgiven for the rude awakening?" My twin chuckled at my caveman-like bacon eating.

"Maybe, maybe not, but if I were you I wouldn't let my guard down. That's all I'm saying bro." I grinned and tore into my bacon once more.

"I'm driving!" I shouted and ran to the front door, grabbing both the keys and my school bag on the way.

"Wha-Wait! Sky!" I could hear Adrian coming up behind me quickly and I swung the door open laughing as I jumped off the front step and turned to see him jumping up and down on one foot in the doorway trying to get his other shoe on.

"You snooze, you lose bro!" I opened the driver's side door of our brand new silver Jeep Wrangler. I have a thing for jeeps, blame my dad.

"Fine… I drive home then." He sighed and slid into the passenger's seat.

"Off we go then. Good luck to us."

Sorry the chapters are so short~ Please comment/ review. Constructive criticism is appreciated!

Thanks for reading!

-Emily