A Day In My Life

“KIARA, TIME TO WAKE UP,” Keith shouts in my ear. I open my eyes and see all the four boys in my room. Reed has a guitar, Ryder has a toy piano, and Andrew has a trumpet. I don’t even want to know where they got it.

I lie back down and cover my ears with a pillow. It has been happening for about three days now. I think God hates me so much that he made me live with four boys. Three brothers and my boyfriends. Sigh.

‘I feel bad for you,’ I hear winter tell me.

‘Hey, I actually missed you. Where were you all this time?’

‘I think the author forgot about me,’

‘Author?’ I ask confused.

‘Never mind. I am here now. Don’t think that I like you or anything just because I feel bad for you,’

‘I wouldn’t dream of it. I like this hate-hate relationship between us,’ I say, imagining us being lovey. Eww.

‘But I am happy for you. You have a family and a boyfriend who loves you very much,’ she tells me with a smile.

‘I know,'