Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiing. Riiiiiiiiiiiiing. RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING.
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM. Reese’s hand smacked the top of the alarm clock that was sitting on the coffee table beside the couch that she was lying on. She rolled over to face the back of the couch and closed her eyes for a few more minutes. She didn’t want to wake up right now. She stayed up until 3 am cleaning the house and getting everything ready and she only had…she rolled back over to face the digital clock. It was 9:30 am. She only had 6 hours of sleep. Weren’t normal people suppose to have at least 9 hours of rest? Yeah, NORMAL people. She wasn’t normal.
She stood up from the couch and stretched her arms. And-
yawwwwwwwwwn. She really just wanted to go back to sleep right now, but her brother
(since she was legally adopted by Heath when she was 15, Jake was her brother. Bwaha.) was here and probably wanted some breakfast. Because he needed some food on his stomach before he filled up on junk food at the concert. People who only have junk food in their stomach get sick real easily, right? Right.
She headed into the kitchen, scratching her head as she went. What were they going to eat? Did Lizzie even keep food in this house while she wasn’t staying here? She yawned again and made her way over to the refrigerator. She opened the door and looked at the food that was in there, which wasn’t a lot. Most of the food she cooked was down at the lake already, but all that was junk food. Was there any GOOD food? She saw some peanut butter and also some grape jelly. Hmmm. She grabbed them out of the refrigerator and closed the door. She headed over to the counter and sat the peanut butter and jelly down. Now she just needed some bread.
She turned around and looked at all the cabinets in the kitchen. Which one would the bread be in? She started searching and finally found the pack of bread after looking in 8 cabinets. She headed back over to the peanut butter and jelly, but before she started making the sandwiches, she grabbed some plates out of the sink. She made sure they were clean, and then started making two sandwiches for her and Jake. Then, her phone went off. She rushed back over to the couch, but she got there too late. The phone stopped ringing before she could answer it. She picked her phone up from the coffee table and opened it up. Once she noticed that it was just her mom calling, she sat the phone back down. She’ll call her later…unless she forgot.
She went back over to the kitchen to finish making the food. “JAAAAAAAAAAAKE,” she exclaimed once she was done making the sandwiches. She put the jelly and peanut butter back in the refrigerator and sat the two plates on the table where they would be eating at. She walked over to the sing to wash her hands before she ate.