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!"

and dance my way into my

two, three - and we

a long-sleeved

are you hiding?

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,

heavenly aroma of pancakes fills up my senses. I smile knowing

smells amazing Papa bear. Got

And yes, I actually

plate, add lots of syrup and plop myself onto one

had good sleep?" Cole lightly punches my shoulder

a

have if a certain someone hadn't spoiled it for me." I glare at Kyle who promptly sticks his tongue out

wake up. You would

have to blow a freaking airhorn on my face!" I say pointing my fork at him. He eyes the fork

to check if it

I start

it again and Ellie, your brother

throw a victory smirk at Kyle who gapes at Dad in

us something dad?"

open my mouth to interject but he shushes me. “Yes, I know it is Christmas, but I am so sorry pumpkin, it's really important.

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

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

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

me lovelies?" A voice rings from

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