Her Story:)

Her family.

"ALIYAAAA!!!".
Her mother shouted.
"Coming Amma!", she replied with the same enthusiasm as her mother.
While running down the stairs she could hear the arguments of her two most annoying and the youngest sisters of their sibquad (sibling sqaud).
"Oh Lord! not again!" She huffed while praying in her heart that they do not pull her into their arguments this time, because everytime they do so she's the one who ends up ruining  her mood and then being the IMOULSIVE queen, the words that comes out of her mouth are not at all gratifying.
"Oh Aliya Api! See Aimen Api has already eaten three toasts and now she wants the fourth one toooooo..! you say to her that I'm  youngest and only I should be the one who gets the last piece of the French toast!" There comes the blast.
"SHIT" Aliya said to herself in a voice that only she could hear.
"Yo-" she was about to say something to Aimen  but then her brother came in between, took the plate, and that's it. It was gone.Her brother was the third child of her parents and theee most cold and not giving a damn type person.
"Yaaaaaahhhhh!!!" Saba bawled and then started to yell cry. Of course that was expected as she was only nine and that last piece was as precious as a diamond to her at that moment.
Aliya huffed again. It took her almost three to hours to go to her dreamland and be free from all of the shit in her life, but here she goes, sitting on a ten seated dining table while drinking her milk and wishing to reach the school as soon as possible. It was her escape. She loved her siblings, they were her escape too, but right now she wanted to be alone and only school could grant her wish.
"Why the hell are you crying again huh..?!
The fourth in line of the sibquad, the ruler, the boss, and the one to whom all of the siblings would listen and agree to. She was not cold or rude, but just had an amazing skill of making everyone listen to her in just couple of minutes.
"Sana Apii...." Saba sobbed, but slower than earlier because she was well aware of what Sana will do if she screeches like an Eagle.
"He at my French toast...." she pointed to Ali while crying like an innocent little girl.
Sana looked over her brother and he, like was said earlier didn't even looked up from his phone while on the other hand Sana was burning like lava and glaring at her elder brother because her precious morning was destroyed.
"Sana Api, Saba already had two of French toasts and even packed two in her lunch box. Ali bhai just had one." Aimen justified on the behalf of her brother but the real intention was of course to avenge Saba.
Aimen and Saba had 15 months age gap and would act like best friends one minute and next minute they would be enemies. Its their everyday routine, nothing new.
"Saba Its okay, you already had four! Do u wanna be a pig or what?" She tried to explain her youngest sister but Saba was Saba.
"But Sana Ap-" she tried again but no use infront of ma'am Sana.
"No buts vuts. Stop crying and pack your bags we are getting late."
That's how she makes everything right, with a little dominion and alot of maturity. She had too of managery for a foureen year old girl.
"Come on dear, its 7 30 am already...! Come on. Come on hurry up you lazy ducklings" the mother said while slapping each of their asses. "AMMMAAAA!!!" Aimen blasted.
Yup that's what her mother calls them and it's annoys almost all seven of them.
"Bye Amma." Aliya bid her good bye and stepped out of the house.
"Bye Amma" others yelled after Aliya said bye from outside and it almost ripped her ears. Except for the young boy.
He had earphones on but nodded his head when his mother kissed him on his forehead and said "good bye:)" He was definitely mommy's boy.