"Devin, it's time to wake up!! Sweet pea~~ I said up." My mom said ripping the warmth of my blanket off me. "I'm up." I yawned, rolling off my bed onto my face. "Oww, that must've hurt." Mom replied with a sour face. "She's done it before-" Elin stated. "I'LL DO IT AGAIN!" I finished her bold claim.
"Good morning my dear father, how are you feeling on this spectacular day?" I asked as I entered the kitchen. "I am doing well, actually, how about you?" "Frigid, It has to be in the thirties." "It's forty-eight degrees outside. AHH, THE WINDOW IS OPEN!!" He screamed running to shut the window above the sink. "Brrrr, that is cold." "Why'd you shut the window, dear?" Mom questioned. "Cold." "You're a baby, be a man!" My parents' relationship is like an elementary couple who cherishes each other one minute and hates each other the next.
I heard a knock on the door, "I'll get it," I said, sliding on the floor and almost running into the door. "Oh Ace, hello… Come! Come! We are eating breakfast." I said, grabbing his arm and pulling him into the warmth of my abode. "You're not ready yet?" He asked. "Nah, my dear mother, we have a guest!" "Ok does the guest want food?" Ace shook his head no. "He doesn't…! Why are you here?" "I don't know, I just wanted to walk to school with you." "What?" "I don't know... My feet just led me here." "Ok… accommodate us with breakfast, mama makes extremely adequate food!!! OH just thinking about it makes me hungry~~!" I screamed skating across the floor in my socks, ignoring his 'no'.
I changed into something warm and Ace and I left after I ate something. Elin's boyfriend picked her up in his agile car earlier. "Your parents are weird, I see where you get your weirdness from." "No, you're the weird one." "I told you before, I am completely normal." "You were sliding all over your house in socks and then tripped going upstairs." "Tripping is typical for most people." "Yeah, but is sliding in socks all over your house?" "You're just jealous." "Devin…. WHAT IS THERE TO BE JEALOUS OF?? YOU ARE A WEIRDO!! W-E-I-R-D-O!" "Acey- pooo~! YOU'RE JEALOUS MY HOUSE IS HARDWOOD FLOORS AND YOURS IS A SHABBY GREEN CARPET FROM THE FIFTIES!" "IT'S NOT FROM THE FIFTIES, YOU'RE SO WEIRD, YOU SPAGHETTI NOODLE!" "I PREFER TO BE CALLED RAVIOLI!" "Guys guys, shuushhh." A voice whispered, grabbing our shoulders. "WAHHHH!! GET YOUR CLAWS OFF ME YOU OUTLANDER!!" I shrieked.
"What? Ace, what is wrong with her?" The voice whom I now realize is the one and the only boy who loves Nirvana, Kurty boy. "I don't know, ask her." Ace sighed, pushing Kurt's hand off his shoulder. "I'm fine, I would be feeling more joyous but he called me a spaghetti noodle. I would fancy being called ravioli." I said fake crying. "Devin, why ravioli?" Kurt asked, a little confused. "Ravioli is like sleep, but in food form, 'can never get enough of it!" I paused, "Wait….. WHERE'S MY DEAR WREN?!?! WREN, MY LOVE COME HERE!" I cried running around frantically looking for my best friend who might be Aphrodite, if she was not a goddess. "She is losing it, you agree, Ace?" "Yep, I agree with you one hundred percent.." "I'll calm her down. MY DEAR DEVIN!! I HAVE ARRIVED!! MWAHHH!" Wren screamed, making kissing noises and chasing me around. "YOU'RE ALIVE, MY DEAR HOMOSAPIEN!" I said, pulling her arm and dragging her to the group. "Don't worry boys, I have found MY Wren." I smiled. "OH my gosh, we need to make it to school. Walk." Kurt demanded. "YES MA'AM! I MEAN SIR!" I corrected myself, while Kurty gave me a side-eye, followed by a smile, then a low chuckle.
The clock currently reads the numbers 12:28, which is two minutes before we are having that spectacular forty-five-minute break of not-so-delicious school lunch. As soon as the bell rang I got up and ran at a hurried pace to my aunt's classroom. "NEY DON'T RUN IN THESE HALLS, YOU SCOUNDREL!!" Some kid screamed at me. "NEVER!" I screamed back.