You were in your bedroom, reading a book, when your brother walked in. “Sissss? Can i borrow your homework to copy it?” your brother, Jeremy said.

“No, piss off.” you said, throwing your pillow at him, across the room. He rolled his eyes and walked out, slamming the door as he walked back to his room.

Later, you walked out of your room and down the hall, as you walked past your brother’s room you noticed Nick, your brother’s bestfriend, hot, bestfriend at that, the star rugby player at Truham Boys Grammar (you go to higgs, an all Girls Grammar school.), and god. All the girls have a crush on him. You walked past and ran down the stairs, to the kitchen.