The Dragon Princess

Chapter One

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

"Ugh! Five more minutes."

BEEP. BEEP. BEEE-

"Oh, shut up! Who set you up anyway?"

My hand flails about knocking down things in the pursue of finding my alarm clock. When I finally find the clock, I give it a hard tap. It stops its awful beep noises and I snuggle back comfortably into my pillow.

I hear the door to my room open after a few peaceful minutes and footsteps tiptoe in. I lift my head up groggily to see who when a loud high pitched screech blares in my ears.

"What the-"

THUD

"KYLE YOU STUPID MORON!!" I seethe from the floor.

My voice comes out muffled because of the blanket that I got tangled up in when I fell from the bed. His chuckles could be heard as he raced down the stairs in light thuds with what I guess was an airhorn.

Nobody. Nobody messes with Ellie early in the freaking morning.

Unless you got food. Then maybe you have a five percent chance at forgiveness.

I groan and untangle myself from the snuggly blanket I am trapped inside. Deciding to make myself presentable first, I walk into the bathroom. Finishing my business, I open the door with a little extra force than needed.

"And it goes - Oh! Oh! Oh! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"

bob my head to the music and dance my way

- and we danced all night, to the best song

and a long-sleeved white shirt

hiding? Where are

pose at my floor length mirror and give myself a once over. My eyes finally rest on my hair and I sigh, grabbing the hairbrush. When I finally tackle my hair into a ponytail, apply lip gloss and mascara, I smile and stand back, giving a

heavenly aroma of pancakes fills

amazing Papa bear. Got

actually did." Dad gives me

stack three pancakes on a plate, add lots of syrup

good sleep?"

me a toothy

spoiled it for me." I glare at Kyle who promptly sticks his tongue

just getting you to wake up. You would have

face!" I say pointing my fork at him. He

check if it

I start but

it again and Ellie, your brother

at Kyle who gapes at Dad

to tell us something dad?" Cole

my mouth to interject but he shushes me. “Yes, I know it is Christmas, but I am so sorry pumpkin, it's really important. I will back on time to open presents. Hopefully." He ruffles my

mean we get the whole house to ourselves since Mrs. Marty is going

her, is our housekeeper. She has been with ever since we were children and basically acted like a nanny to us when neither dad nor nana were

The sound of the front

lovelies?" A voice rings from

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