Chapter eleven

“Cathy get your phone before I fucking break it in half!” People wake up to kisses on the forehead or bird’s singing or some shit like that and I wake up to my annoying little sister’s voice. Life isn’t fair.

I feel around my bed for my ringing phone and pick it up, I open my eye lids with much difficulty and put the phone to my ears before realizing it was my back up, back up alarm and it meant—oh my fucking God I’m late for Dr. Meeks class.

I jump off the bed and rush to the bathroom and pay no heed to the coldness of the water as a take the fastest shower I’ve probably ever taken in my life, I don’t waste time rubbing cream on my body or even bothering to dry my hair, I pull on a hoodie and tights after putting on underwear before rushing down the stairs, almost missing two or three steps. Emma is sitting in her usual seat at the dining but I don’t give her a second glance before grabbing an apple.

I eat the fruit on the way to school, halfway running and munching, it was quite pa