The Plant

Morning chaos

The next morning I woke up late and had to run to the bathroom to get ready. I felt so sleepy I washed my face again and again just to get my face look awake.
(I felt so sleepy I washed my face again and again just to cool down my face from the night. Just to get the puffiness down and look awake)
The warmth I get of the dune always puffs up my face. Now it finally cooled down and I felt normal again.
I looked at the clock. I need to eat breakfast. But the clock is nearly there.
I ran around in the kitchen like crazy. My sister came in yawning. "What are you doing? Are you trying to destroy the kitchen? Are you in a hurry?"
I didn't know what to say and I didn't even have time to think. So I just answered "nothing." And continued what I was doing, threw my food on the plate and began eating. She shook her shoulders and left. After the second or third bite I heard the door bell ring. The second after I heard my sister open it, greeting him joyfully. I left my food and ran to the door in a panic of what could be happening. As I stood in the doorway we all exchanged glances.
My sister with a grin directed at me. And he confused staring at me and my sister trying to get the situation. All was chaos. This wasn't how I imagined it at all. My parents were probably in the living room. I heard some movement coming towards us and I didn't know what to do.
"Don't tell mom or dad yet" I said to her and dragged him in, barely letting him take off his shoes and jacket before entering the kitchen. I closed the door behind us.
We both sat down on each chair and I continued eating.
"Uhm. Is everything okay?" He asked as he stared at me and my food
....(add the description of the food?).
I nodded. But I knew that it wasn't convincing at all.
"I... can I get something to eat?"
"Oh. Sorry. Just take what you want in the fridge."  I  began to realise how stupid this all was. If I had known we could just sit back and eat breakfast together. That he had come with an empty stomach and all.
Panicking over something like this. But I got to be a bit curious too. Why didn't he eat before he left?
"So... you didn't eat breakfast?"
"No. I woke up too late actually..."
"Ah. So. I'm not the only one waking up late," I mumbled just loud enough for him to hear.
"And you couldn't sleep, right?" He said and smiled knowingly.
"How did you know?" I asked ...
"Because I couldn't either." He said with a happy voice. We both laughed but even then I kind of felt very exposed. As if he could see right through me. I shouldn't get too self conscious about this I guess. But on the other hand it's like he knows something I don't know. Or maybe that's what he wants me to believe? Is this a test?