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!"

my head to the music and dance my way into

we danced all night, to the best

pair of high waisted black jeans and a long-sleeved white shirt with the saying, 'Just wing

you hiding? Where

them on. I strike a 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

the stairs two at a time. The heavenly aroma of pancakes fills up my senses. I smile knowing my

amazing Papa bear. Got a new

I actually did." Dad gives me a warm

of syrup and plop myself onto one of the kitchen

sister, had good sleep?"

a toothy

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

wake up. You would have missed dad's

pointing my fork at him. He eyes the fork for a

to check if it

start

it both of you. Kyle do not do it again and Ellie, your

Kyle who gapes at

wanted to tell us something dad?" Cole nods his

interject but he shushes me. “Yes, I know

house to ourselves since Mrs. Marty is going away to see her

‘Marty’ as we call her, is our housekeeper. She has been with ever since we were children and basically acted like a nanny to us when neither

not! Your grand-" The sound of the front door opening

A voice rings from the

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