The adventures of Shakira and Yukie #1

Chapter 1: In which there is a boring trip to the museum

 

When I woke up this morning, I rolled over and saw the clock. It was 7:00 a.m.; I’m too lazy to dress up at this time. Then a sudden thing popped in my head, today was our trip to the museum of science and technology! OMG! I’M GOING TO FREAK OUT!!! MUSEUMS ARE SOOOOOO BORING!! 15 year olds, like me, aren’t supposed to be tortured like this! It’s against my law!

 

Yukie, my BFF is going stick with me ‘cause she knows what happens to me in museums. I fall asleep if it’s wwwwaaaayyyy ttttoooo bbbboooorrrriiiinnnngggg. Yukie looks like me, sometimes people even get us confused. We both have black-ish brown hair and eyes. Yukie’s hair is more straight and neat. Mine’s always tangled and messy. Yukie has a different personality than me, a whole different one. She likes being neat, clean, nice, and an A+ person. While I’m messy, naughty, not exactly mean, but a D- person.

 

I went down stairs, looking very bad; I was dressed up in raggy clothes, some how it looks good on me! But mom never likes it.

“Comb your hair Shakira!” mom shouted at me, “I can’t stand a dirty rag in my house!”

“Mom, you gave me these clothes!” I screamed back.

“And you ruined them!” mom shouted.

“NAH! NAH! NAH! NAH! NAH! YOU’RE GETTING YOUR BUTT KICKED!” my rotten spoiled 6 year old little brother Kyle shouted. My parents seem to like him better than me just because he’s a boy! That’s also against my law!

“Now, Kyle, my dear, better get to school! Here’s your backpack, you look soooooooooo cute!” mom and dad awwed. I groaned and went out the door.

 

I made my way to Yukie’s clutching a bottle of cheese, which, by the way is my lunch. Yukie’s house is just across the street, but getting there, is a whole different story and I don’t want to tell it! So when I got to Yukie’s house she was neat and ready. She also looked at me weirdly, probably because I don’t have a backpack and I was clutching a bottle of cheese.

“Why don’t you have a backpack and why are you clutching a bottle of cheese?” Yukie asked.

“I’m too lazy to bring a backpack and the bottle of cheese is my lunch.” I replied.

“Shakira! Can you please start acting like a girl?” Yukie asked.

“I am a girl!” I replied, “So why act like one?!”

“Come on, let’s go.”

“Can we sneak out?”

“No! Today’s the museum trip and I’m not missing a single part of it! The information is all our grades!” Yukie said.

“Well I don’t care!” I replied. We walked to school talking and laughing but soon the fun was spoiled by the bus trip! When we got to the sucking museum, I must’ve fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, Yukie was waking me up.

 

At the museum I was so bored and about to faint. So to prevent that, I wondered off of the group, Yukie followed me.

“Shakira! We’ll miss the important information!” Yukie complained.

“I don’t care!” I said.

Then suddenly, we both fell! Down, down, down we went!

“What the heck is this?” I managed to scream.

“We’re gonna DIE!” Yukie shouted. Finally, the fall ended and we landed in water.