Everyday I wake up, go to school, eat, sleep, and repeat. But there's only one day of the year that changes; My Birthday! I heard from my older sister that on a girls 15th birthday they have a quinceanera. I turn 15 this month, honestly I don't know how I feel about it yet.
Dad and mom has been lying to me lately and I don't think I want a party. As I get up and look in the mirror I just can't help thinking about escaping through the mirror. Everyday is getting closer to my birthday. I don't think I will be able to handle it anymore. If only there was another world through the mirrors.
A world where I never had a party and never had the responsibility of school and work. Where I can just relax and do what I want. But that world doesn't exist. That world is just a imaginary idea in my head.
"Aurora, come down to get breakfast!"
At last my day dreaming is over, now it's time to go into the real world. While I change my clothes, do my hair, and get my bag ready, I keep thinking of the idea. "AURORA, COME GET BREAKFAST NOW!"
"OK, I'm on my way!"
"What took you so long Aurora?," my mother asked.
"She was busy day dreaming about Finn."
"Shut up Mateo, no one was talking to you."
"Both of you stop it now before you give your dear mother a headache."
"Yes Father," Mateo and I said.
"Time to get to school kids now."
"Yes, sir."
When I get to school I'm not surprised, my brother is already bullying someone. Me? I'm on my way to go to my first class. As you can tell I'm not much of the popular type of person. I enjoy reading and learning and just living the simple life.
My brother is the type of person who enjoys talking to people. He is very good at sports and making friends. He does have his downfalls though. He isn't the smartest person in school. He has never had a good grade.
My sister on the other had she is in college. While she is living the grownup life we are stuck in high school. She party's a lot and flirts with students to do her work. I heard she even flirted with a teacher for a good grade. She is really resourceful which will get her far.
Through the day all I think about is my birthday. I can't take my mind off of it. Finally school is over and it's time to work. I can't clock out till seven so I am stuck for a while. When it rolls around seven I leave with my paycheck and start up my car.
Honestly I hate working because when I get home I have to study until late. It's not one of my favorite things but is something I have to do. Something strange happened when I got home though. My family was gone apparently out to eat, and my room looked different. My mirror was now pink and baby blue, instead of it's natural light gray.
I spent at least a half hour studying it. Maybe someone just bought me a new mirror or painted it for me. I can't worry about that now I have to study. I study for about one hour to two hours a night. I usually end at nine thirty, not today; I end at eight thirty.
Finally I decide that it's time to sleep. I believe I have a pop quiz coming up tomorrow. So I will change brush my teeth and wash my face. When I finally lay down I start thinking about the mirror again. Why is it a different color and who did it.