Reality Meets My World - Prologue

"Were you told you could lock your door, Christine E. Wagner.....?"
The sharp tone of my mother cut into my recording. There goes five minutes of my life... "Mom, I'm recording!" I'd always reply, essentially ruining said recording.
I always locked my door. It was my escape from the world that seemed to hate me so. I was always on my computer with friends - real life friends and the ones I'd met online. It seemed to bother my parents a tremendous amount. I really didn't care.
"Well, finish up your recording. It's 9:30."
Ah, of course. The joys of school . The part of the year where I go to bed early and get up even earlier, "Alright mom!"
"And don't forget to brush your teeth." My mom commented.
"Ok mom..." I lazily replied.
"For two minutes..." She continued on.
I was getting annoyed. "I know mom..."
"Using toothpaste and everything." Would she ever leave?
Mom! For the love of God I know how to brush my teeth! "Yes mom..."
And with that, she left. Probably to go watch a chick flick with my dad.
"You should've called her out on that. She says it every night." I heard a voice say.
"Cee, I'm not like you. I created you to make you everything I wanted to be. Courageous, free-"
Cee cut me off, "Sexy, epic..."
"Cee, that's a matter of opinion." I rolled my eyes, closing down Google Chrome, Internet Explorer, and all other browsers I had open on alternate deviantART accounts.
"Yeah, but my opinion rocks." Cee grabbed my shoulder, "Can I have top bunk tonight?"
"Be my guest, Miss Wagner." I sighed.
"Thank you, Miss Queen-of-Nerds." I saw the figure, who seemed only visible to me, climb up my bunk bed to the very top. It creaked unsteadily.
"Careful. If you're injured, then I don't have anyone to constantly tease and annoy me." I said sarcastically.
"Oh shut it..." Cee pulled the fuzzy blue blanket over her, "Go to sleep so you can learn stuff. That way I seem cooler."
"I'm totally not being taken advantage of right now."
Before the remark was even finished, I heard snoring.
I climbed into the bottom bunk and grabbed an identical blanket. I hugged a stuffed bear close and closed my eyes, soon drifting off to my weird, hormone-induced dreams.