Breakfast

I wake up with tears in my eyes. "Not again" I tell myself. If my dad or brothers see me..

Too late, my dad stands next to the doorway looking at me sadly.

"I thought you didn't get them anymore" I know what he was talking about, he was talking about my nightmares. I went to therapy for 3 years to stop them, but clearly it didn't work.

"It was nothing" I say to quickly, but my dad knows better then to believe me.

"How about we forget about your dream, and go eat breakfast" I hear my stomach growl at the word "breakfast"

"Ya, I would love that" I say a bit to sadly.

"Come on Rosie, it's the first day of school!" He says to try and lift my spirits.

"Okay!" I WILL be happy today, if not for me then for my family.

I get out of my heavenly bed, and go to the bathroom. I look at myself in my blue bathroom mirror, and see a horrendous face. My hair is all over the place, my cheeks are wet from all the tears. In other words I look like a mess!

I wash my face, and brush my teeth. My hair is another story. I have wavy hair, from my dad. Big green eyes from my mom, super long eyelashes, deep cheekbones, plump lips, but ugly. So so ugly. I know I am pretty, but I am fat.

I feel like I need to lose 100 pounds. Even thought I am 5 pounds under weight, I am still fat.

I put on a pair of ripped black jeans, and a light purple shirt with ripples at the sleeves.

As I leave my room, I hear my brothers laughing. "What would I do with out them?" I ask myself.

I look to see the sight of my three brothers. Ryan, Josh, and Aaron eating food with my dad sitting next to them. They are 1 year older than me, and they are triplets. Ryan is the oldest, and the most overprotective of them all, Josh is the funny one, and Aaron is the most caring.

"Took you long enough to wake up" Josh says.

"Gee thanks" I say walking down, towards the table.

I see Aaron is sitting in between Josh, and Ryan. Which means one thing, they had a fight. By the way Ryan didn't look at Josh when he talked, confirmed it for me.

"What did you guys do this time" I ask

They both keep their mouths shut, I wonder why. Usually they would spit out the facts about who was right and who was wrong.

But nope they just continue to eat breakfast. I walk up and sit next to Ryan.

"We heard you" Ryan says

"What are you talking about??" I say, well try to say in the most calm voice.

"You know" Aaron says. Sounding disappointed. I look at my brothers faces to see one emotion in their eyes sadness. I don't know from what, form the fact mom died, or for the fact I still blame myself.

I need to say something, but what? How am I supposed to respond to that?

"I'm hungry" I practically spit out. Real classic Rosie, couldn't think of ANYTHING else!

I quickly get up to the fridge to get me some food.

"You don't want pancakes?" My dad says.

One word, NO. Might as well tell me to eat 1000 calories! I would have to throw it up, but I promised myself I can't.

"No thanks, I'm not in the mood"

Aaron gives me a worried look, he's onto me. I give him my best reassuring smile I can, which probably doesn't look that good.

I turn around looking for something. An apple perfect! I can throw it out when I leave.

I sit at the table with my brothers practically INHALING the pancakes!

I look at my apple in disgust. I can't, I can't do it. My stomach rumbles, but I don't care, for all I care it can rumble for hours.

I know I need to take a bite when Aaron looks at me, and gives me a small smile, a reassuring smile.

I take a nibble out of the apple, that is weighting my hand down. Sadly I know it won't do, I take a big bite out the apple. I chew it with such distaste I could barf it.

"So are you ready for school guys" My cheerful dad tries to brake the silence.

"Senior year, hear we come!" Chris says

"You ready for school Rosie?"

"Ya, I only need 2 more years, and i'm done!" I saw happily

"Well sucks cuz I only need 1!" Josh laughs

"Hpm" I say getting up from my chair,  leaving the newly apple, that had a little dent to it.

"Should we drive you?"

"Nah, I'm going on the motorcycle" I say smiling

My brothers look at me annoyed.

"Again?!?" Ryan says

"Yup!" I scream closing the garage door behind me. I look at the magnificent motorcycle before me.

"Wow" I say to myself.

I grab my bag, and hop on the bike.

Time for the most annoying part of the year start... School.