{The Ramirez house, Wednesday, August 26, 2015; 5:30 a.m.}
Amiera's P.O.V
I wake up early at 5:30 a.m. on a Wednesday. It is the first day of a new school year. I am going into 10th grade at Riverside High School about 5 minutes from my house here in California . What way is better? Wake up early to look on point and impress or to wake up 5 minutes before you have to leave and look not on fleek? Well it is the first day so who really cares?
I look at a picture my mom and I took on my birthday a few days before she died. I smiled. I was six when she died. In the picture, summer was just around the corner. We were at a ice cream shop. To this day, I am still amused at how I did not have icecream all over my face. I was wearing one of my favorite outfits at the time that unfortunately I still have. It was white and had a pattern of blue flowers over it. I blow a kiss to the picture, get out of my bed and head over to closet.
I search through my clothes in my closet and I found no interest in any of them. I look for another minute and throw a pair of black leggings and a white crop top and a blue jean sweatshirt on my bed. I strip and put the clothes I picked on. I put deoderant on and spray myself with my new bottle of Nicki Minaj's perfume. Let me tell you, it is my favorite. I comb my black hair and run to the bathroom and brush my teeth. Minutes later I grab my phone, backpack and my white Jordan shoes.
As I reach the bottom of the stairs I turn to the left and see my dad. I throw my backpack on the ground and run to give him a hug.
Amiera: "Dad! When did you get in? How long are you staying?" (My dad opened his own record label after my mom had died. He goes on a lot of business trips. My grandma stops by to check on my other brother, little sister and I).
Amiera's dad: "I got in at 3 this morning. I realized that it was your first day of school and I wanted to see you guys off."
Amiera: (let's go of her dad, looks at Kylie who's quietly eating cereal) "but how long are you staying?"
Amiera's dad: "Luis, Kylie, you and I will talk about this when I pick all of you guys up from school." Luis (Amiera's older brother, 17 yrs) walks down the stairs with his backpack on his back and walks into the kitchen and grabs an apple. "You know it would be nice to catch up with you sometime rather then you always spending every minute with your friends."
Luis: "You know, it would be nice if you spent more of your time with your family rather then working all the time. Ever since you got that job you haven't spent a whole month at home. Its been 9 years. You basically missed out on all of Kylie's life so far. She turns 10 this winter. Where have you been?" (Takes a bite of his apple, their dad stays quiet) "aight, thats what I thought. I'm leaving."
Their dad: "You gonna take your sister?"
Luis: (looks at me) "She's going with you."
Luis walks out the door and I look at my dad and he grabs his keys. "Okay ladies, get ready daddy's taking you to school today."
Kylie: (pours cereal in the sink and runs to the coat rack to grab her backpack) "where's Luis?"
Amiera: (opens the door and heads outside to the 2015 dodge charger, "He left already."
We all get in the car and listen to music. The rest of the car ride was silent. We ride up to my school as I get a text from my friend Mariana.
[Mari] You have to get here fast!
[Amiera] Right outside.
I get out of my dads charger. I spend two seconds looking at all the stairs I have to walk up in order to get inside. I guess you could say the building itself is fancy. The students? Well not so much.
