"Claudia!"
my mother was screaming for me for probably the fifth time this morning. I know I'm going to be late for school, but I'm busy.
"Claudia, now! You can't just be late all the time because you're busy doing your hair."
Ok, so maybe it wasn't that important, but I need to look presentable, right?
"Coming mom", I yelled back to her as I pushed my way past my brother, Luke.
Ugh, he's so annoying.
I came down the hall and through the kitchen, as I went to grab my car keys off of the hook my little sister Skye handed me some toast with a sweet little smile on her face, the sun...