Stare... Staare.... Staaaaare....
The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon, casting a soft, golden light across the Arcas household. The morning was calm, a stark contrast to the anticipation and excitement bubbling inside the house. Today marked the end of summer break and the first day back to school for the Arcas siblings, as well as Maven and Iris.
Blakely sat on her bed, staring hard at her older sister Claire, who was getting dressed. Claire, standing in front of the mirror, noticed her little sister's intense glare and couldn't help but smile.
"What's with the intense look, Blakely?" Claire asked, amusement clear in her voice.
Blakely's pout deepened, and she pointed at Claire's chest, then looked down at her own mostly flat chest. Claire burst into laughter, the sound filling the room and drawing the attention of their mother, Pamela, who was passing by.
"What's so funny?" Pamela asked, poking her head in.
