Cassandra Brooke Hamilton
Cassandra Hamilton sat on the stool of her vanity, rollers in her blonde hair as she applied the various products to her face, her daily routine, it had barely turned six thirty and the blonde had already been out for a run, showered and chosen todayâs outfit, perfection wasnât easy after all. Finishing off with her mascara, Cassie closed her makeup bag, humming along to âSome Nightsâ by Fun came onto her iPod, her latest favourite song, dancing around her bedroom whilst putting things into her bag and gym clothes into another for cheer practise after school, something which she was not all too excited about, a new routine meant long hours and also the inevitability that Shannon was going to mess it up countless times, Cassie swore if Shannon wasnât one of her best friends she would have been dropped a long time ago, but then again it would make her life a whole lot easier. Once her bags were packed, Cassie quickly changed into todayâs outfit and removed the rollers from her hair, so it fell in soft curls down her back. Turning off her IPod, she grabbed her bags and left her room, walking past McKennaâs door, stopping brieflyâŠsilence. With a roll of her eyes, the blonde couldnât exactly say she was surprised that her sister would leave it until the last minute before she had to get up.
Following her nose, the aroma of pancakes filled her nostrils as she walked into the kitchen âmorning daddyâ Cassie chirped happily, placing a kiss on her fatherâs cheek, as he flipped the pancakes by the stove.
âMorning Cassieâ he smiled. Cassie walked to the cabinet pulling out three glasses before walking to the fridge to get the orange juice, pouring three equal drinks, taking a seat at the table, pulling out her phone to send a text message to her friend âNo phones at the tableâ came her fatherâs stern voice as a plate of pancakes was placed in front of her.
Cassie smiled up at her father, inwardly however she rolled her eyes, each day she became more frustrated at his strictness, she was eighteen for heavenâs sake, next year she would be going to college, yet still she got treated like a child. Putting her phone away, she decided not to provoke him this morning âpick your battleâ the blonde spoke to herself, before tucking into her breakfast. Having just finished her breakfast, McKenna walked into the kitchen, signalled by her fatherâs booming voice; Cassie couldnât help but smirk at the situation, at least McKennaâs behaviour took a lot of the heat of herself. Sitting back in her chair, she folded her arms across her chest, a satisfied smirk appearing on her pretty face, her sister could make things a lot more easier on herself if she would stop being, well so McKenna. "Well she drives her own car, I drive mine..so I don't see what the problem is..if she's late, it's her fault."
Frowning slightly, Cassie stood up, gathering her bags âWhatever sprogâ she sneered âI have cheer practise tonight, so Iâll be home a little laterâ she told her dad, placing a kiss onto his cheek before leaving the house.
The drive to school was relatively quick; pulling into the already busy car park, Cassie pulled into the first available spot she saw, cutting the engine, glancing into her rear-view mirror, she checked to see if she was still, well perfect before leaving the car. Immediately her brunette friend Katy was by her friend âmorningâ Cassie smiled getting her bags.
âMorning Cassieâ she replied, linking her arm through the blondes âSo did you hear, Tyler Roderick totally got Hannah Kipling in spin the bottle at the party on Friday and as you can imagine, he refused flat down, as you can imagine, she ran home cryingâ Katy laughed.
âPoor girl!â Cassie gasped before releasing a small chuckle âAlthough what did she expectâ she replied with a slight shrug âanyway I have class, see you laterâ she hugged her friend goodbye before walking towards her Greek class, not something she particularly enjoyed but she needed something to fill the gap in her schedule and she had settled on Greek. Walking into the classroom she saw Evan sat at the back of the class, it was no secret that he had a crush on her, something which she quite enjoyed even if she did publically put him down, however she certainly wasnât blind, the man was built like a god. Throwing him a flirtatious smile, Cassie sat down in front of him, purposely flipping her blonde curls over her shoulder.