\"Hey, Lyn, wake up! When you get late and go home, I will never let you in at your school ever!\ "My Mom's rap outside my room with matching hard three knocks on my door.

Damn you, first day of school.

It's 7:30 am and I'm just finished my bath time. It's still 8:30, so I still have time for pests.

"Yes, I'm going down!" I reply lazily to pretend I'm still asleep. I heard nothing from her and maybe she just screamed and went down.

I removed the towel from my long, curly hair and opened the stand fan next to my bed, and turn my back in front of it while I also dry my hair too with the use of my towel, so that Mamay could not see that I was done bathing.

I quickly handling of what I had been looking for, a hundred papers that were full of poems. I used to look for it because it was a month before it was totally done, after all, it was literally a piece of the poem per paper. I earn because of this and of course, this is what I lean on every time I feel betrayed.

I quickly picked it up and stuck it in my book.

I used to get dressed in uniform when I went out to the bathroom lately. I put first the alcohol on my cheek before the band-aid. The baldness of rats, ts.

I also wore small and black earrings. I took socks to the cabinet and put them before my slippers. I also put my books scattered on my desk and hung them to get down.

When I was downstairs, my eyes immediately grew bigger. I looked around first when someone was around, but none. Slowly, I went to the sofa to pick up my test paper with a pleasing grade when my one and only annoying brother surprised me.

\"Gotcha!\"He screamed at me

\"What is that, ah?\"He asked as he looked behind me.

\"No, no!\" I complained when he pressed my arm to look at the paper.

\"What a noise that is?!\"Mamay shouted that it was coming to me. I immediately hid the paper inside the bag when Mamay was looking at my sister.

\"It's Cean's fault, May, he annoyed me\" My report

\"Ate Lyn, May. She took something from the sofa\" He reported too and smirk at me. He really makes my blood boil anytime he wants. Mamay repeat her eyesight on both of us.

\"And what you took?\"Mamay's high-brow question

Think, think, think. . .AHA!

\"The egg, May\" I answered with confidence

\"Egg, on the sofa?\"She asked, confused.

Suddenly, Cean burst into laughter.

He is smart and he knows I'm brainstorming Mamay again.

\"You're really slow, May! Hahahaha—ouch!\"He complained when Mamay slap him from his head.

\"Ate meant the egg was her grade in the test \" He explained as the back of his left hand knocked the chin up.

\"Ah, \" Mamay's reply when she finally knows that when the realization hit her \" you're zero, again?!\" She screamed at me. Last year I had a grade issue. I really don't like it, just nothing in my vocabulary to study.

\"No, that's not what you think it is! I swear! The title is in the circle shape, so Cean thinks that my score is zero.\" I'm lying because when I'm talking about poetry, she is silent. I don't know why, either. She might be into money because I give her when I have money from my performance of poetry. I secretly smirked.

\"Take your breakfast, Lyn. And you, \" She pointed Cean that about to eat. As usual from him, ts ts. \"Change uniform after eating. After that, I bring you to your school.\"

\"Roger\" We replied simultaneously.

I was going to sit down when Mamay said \"Did you bathe, Lyn?! Why haven't you bathed yet? I always reminded you to take a bath after you woke up!\" It was really good to hear every time Mamay rapping, Hayyy.

\"I don't want to, May, the water is cold. I'm only rinsed\" I reasoned out. I just want to make Mamay rapping because she's my 'Favorite Music'.

\"I'll take a bath when I get home before I sleep\" I sit next to Cean and sit down to eat.

\"Why is there a band-aid to your cheek?\"Mamay asked in the middle of the breakfast.

I heard Cean twisting his tongue secretly pinch his arm before answering Mamay's question. \"Ah, May—\" I'm about to say something when she cut me off

\"You're wasting band-aid again. I'm telling you, Lyn. The band-aid is for bruises, not for style.\" She reminded, again, and continue to eat with noise from her spoon.

I shrugged and continued eating. That's why I don't want to explain my side sometimes...

After eating, I took the dishes and put them in the sink but Mamay washes them because my schedule for washing dishes is every night.

I took my bag to prepare myself for going to school. I had already taken the I.D inside it and put it in my collar. I went behind the door to pick up the flat shoes and I immediately wore them.

 I bid my goodbye and glared at the side mirror of my father's motor and saw that thing again because it was stuck inside the seat and the rest of it was I saw. I smirked and just came out of the gate.

I didn't want to disturb Papay's rest just to take me to school because I knew he was tired of work.

Super tired, ts.

Only a few minutes of walk before we get to school, so no problem.

While walking, I took out my cell phone in my uniform pocket when it rang. Alarm.

I was alarming twice; seven and eight o'clock. In case I didn't wake up to the first alarm, I would definitely wake up to the second alarm, a different tune I set for wake me up. I'm doing my routine quickly when I was late, I just slowed down now because I was early.

I was right across the highway when you crossed the alley, there is school stationed as you turned right.

As I crossed, I was about to enter the way to my school when my peripheral vision saw a pest hiding. So instead of going straight to the alley, I still had to deviate for unappreciated species \"You still have ten seconds to hide in the right trash\" I sarcastically whisper as I leaned against the pole and the arm and foot crossed. I'm secretly counting in my mind. You don't need a baygon to die...