Chapter 3
by 
Futahole
Who do you find in the bathroom
No one, you head to school
Drawing close to the bathroom, you hear the shower, but it sounds different than normal. Opening the door and peering in, everything is dry. The girls various hygienic products lay on the counter, and the shower is running. You look over at the source of the sound. It’s the television. You mom is a big pharmaceutical executive, so you were use to luxuries like a massive flat screen television in the bathroom. Someone must’ve left it on in hurry. Most likely your younger sister Sarah. She was always distracted and in a rush and often left things exactly where they lay. She wasn’t a pig so much as she was rather lazy and careless.
Seeing the remote on the sink counter, you grab it and turn the tv off. Laying it back on counter, you glance over yourself in the mirror. You pucker your lips, realizing you didn’t put lipstick on. You rummage through your purse and find your neon pink brand of lipstick. This was the one you used when you really wanted to attract some girls. They were like animals sometimes, and the bright neon around your lips often sent them into a frenzy. As an added bonus, it matched the highlights in your blonde hair, which was tied up into two handlebars. You applied it generously to your plump lips and put it back. You took a step back to get a better look at yourself. You were definitely pulling off the slutty school girl look.
You grabbed your purse and exited the house. You looked at your phone to see the time. It was getting late. You had to decide whether to take an Uber or the bus to school.
Uber or a bus?
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