Chapter 1- Callie
I wake up to Aden, my little brother, screeching, running around the house, and yelling “NACHOS” at the top of his lungs.
My alarm goes off two minutes later. Usually my house is fairly normal, but it’s not at the same time. I have four siblings: Aden (5), Jack (9), Lila (15), and Luke (15). I’m thirteen, so I am the middle child.
Lila and Luke are twins, and had some sort of “matchmaking” business when they were in middle school. They’re famous, somehow, and everyone knows me as “the twins’ little sister”. It’s annoying.
When I finally roll out of bed, get dressed, and go downstairs for breakfast, Aden and Jack are staring each other down while Lila argues with my mom about wearing some top to school. Luke is already gone, probably at swim practice or something.
I pull out my phone and look at my texts. You might be thinking “Why does this obviously irresponsible thirteen year old have a phone?” I don’t know. I’ve already lost it four times this month.
There’s a text from Zach, reading “CALLIE ALEXANDRIA GREEN GET OUT HERE SOON OR I WILL LEAVE YOU TO WALK BY YOURSELF”
Lila sits down next to me and smiles, reading over my shoulder. “Y’know, if I didn’t know better, I would say he likes you. But you’re ‘just friends’”. She puts air quotes on the words “Just friends”.
I pinch her.
Lila and I are usually pretty good friends. We both like watching movies and shows on Netflix together. We both have curly brownish-blondish hair and freckles. The similarities kind of end there. She’s absolutely obsessed with her grades, her looks, and her reputation. I don’t care as much about my grades, put decent effort into my appearance, and could probably care less about my reputation.
I finish my Lucky Charms as fast as I can, stuff my homework into my backpack, put on a coat, and run out into the freezing January snow.
Zach is leaning on a tree. When he sees me scrambling down the frozen driveway, I can practically hear his eyes roll. I reach him without falling (a great feat) and sigh.
”Ready to go?” I ask.
“Same. It should have been a snow day”
We continue talking about the long weekend all the way to school, only a few blocks away. There, Carla, Eli, and Sophie are waiting for us.
They take the bus, and complete our little group. The five of us met a while ago. Carla and Sophie’s parents know each other, Eli was friends with Zach in third grade, before he moved away and then moved back, and Zach and I are next door neighbors.
We take our seats in homeroom just as a new girl walks in.