"Can't you wake up a little earlier sarah" mom said as I walk towards the table for breakfast. "Behave a little like your brother" she continued talking as she gave me my breakfast "Wake up, early go for a walk, that will keep you healthy" I really hate it when people nags me but I hate it the most when they nag while comparing me with others. And so I speak up "Mom, why do you always compare me with nick." "Out of all the things I said is that the only thing that goes in your head?" "Yes because your point is that nick is better than me" "Honey, you know that's not what your mom meant.She is telling that for your own good" dad spoke up cutting down the newspaper he was reading. I look at both of them with teary eyes , took my bag from the table and storm out of the house. I know i'm being a brat here but its not my fault blame it all on teenage hormones.
I was walking towards school when nick followed me bringing my bicycle "Why didn't you wait for your handsome brother?" He said playfully. Though I hate being compared to my brother that doesn't mean I hate him. Nick and I are typical siblings. Though sometimes we fight we would always make up within a short time.Taking the bicycle I roll my eyes "Handsome? what a crap. where's yours?" I ask seeing that he don't have his bicycle with him."No class today because of a field trip" He said going back.
While cycling towards school I saw a cycle passing by me "Care to have a race miss sarah" Since I was a competitive girl, hearing the word race make whole body full of flowing adrenaline, a smirk forming at my lips I speed up.
Passing by the mischievous Henry I said "My pleasure" then I cycle at full speed towards school. On the way there was a time where Henry was ahead of me and I was ahead of him. But he reach a little (not by much) faster than me. when I reach the school biking rack he was locking his bike."what do I get now that I won" "Oh come on I was distracted by the scenery I saw on the way. Morover it was an impromptu race" I said cheekily while locking my bike.
When I look up what I saw was very hilarious. Henry's hair was all messy.It was as if it was a bird's nest. I started laughing out loudly."Hey have you finally gone crazy" I laugh then signal him to bring his head lower with my hand since he was a little taller then me. Rearranging his hair with my hand I baby talk to him"Has our baby Henry forgot to put oil on your hair today" I look at him and our eyes met "what?" I said .Then he pull his head away from my hand "Take your hands away. It smells" "Really?" I sniff at my hands "well I didn't wash my hands after breakfast" I said while walking towards class "What? why it is bad..." Before he continued nagging I cut him off "but I wipe it with wet tissues"
when we reach class we were greeted by our friends.