"Angel," a voice gentle said as someone shook my shoulder. "It's time to wake up."
I tiredly opened my eyes and stared up at my fraternal twin. "Why are you waking me up so early, Billy?"
Billy gave me a small smile. "It's the first day of school, remember? It's time to get up and ready."
I let out a sigh and said, "Alright. I'm up, just get out so I can get dressed."
Now you may be a bit confused, but that's expected. Angel isn't actually my name, it's just a nick name I got as a baby because compared to my twin brother I'm an angel. My name is actually Marie Loomer. You've probably heard of my brother, the big bully Loomer, yet there is a slim chance you've heard of me. You see I've been going to a private boarding school since kindergarten, but sadly now I'm a junior and my parents have decided I should spend more time at home before I go off to college at the end of my senior year.
For the last month I've been begging Billy to tell me about his school which I'll now be going to. He told me that it's almost exactly the same as his junior high because the two schools had been combined because of finical and student population issues so he said that it still has all the same teachers and faculty. That's kinda weird don't you think? Anyway I should get back to the story.
I yawned and stretched before climbing out from underneath my black comforter. I quickly changed into the clothes I set out yesterday which consisted of dark blue jeans, green tank top, black sneakers, and a stylish faux leather jacket that Billy gave me for our birthday a few months ago. After brushing my hair into a ponytail with my bangs to the side, I rushed downstairs for breakfast.
"So, are you excited for your first day at James K. Polk, dear?" our mom asked as I sat down next to Billy.
"Yeah, I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
Our dad smiled at me and said, "It'll be fine kiddo, besides you have your big brother with you. Isn't that right, Billy?"
Billy nodded his head before finishing up his breakfast. "Come on, Angel. I have to meet up with the guys before school," he said, dragging me to the garage.
I smiled brightly leaning against his motorcycle. "Good! I haven't seen the guys in a long time! I miss them."
He laughed throwing his helmet to me. "Yeah, and Buzz still has that crush on you. I would rag on him, but you're my little sister and he's one of my best friends so I know if you two ever got together he would take care of you."
I always did like Billy's quiet friend, but as a brother and I never understood why he was friends with Billy because when he does talk it seems as if he is someone completely different, someone who would never be friends with a bully. "Don't worry Billy. I don't like Buzz like that."
"Oh thank god!" he exclaimed getting on the bike. "Wait, what about Crony?"
I made a face. "Ew, bro! Crony is a sweetheart and everything, but I don't think so. He's not my type. Now can we please go? I don't want to be late on my first day!"