I shut my eyes and focus on my breathing as i run along the pavement at a good pace. The sun has only just risen, giving the world around me a fresh white glow. Though it was the beginning of June, the early morning breeze was comfortable, barely chilled which was my personal favourite for jogging.
It's getting close to project week and i'm dreading it. However, i'm glad we'll have less lessons and dedicate time to working on it. I wonder what the subject will be...
I stop running and catch my breath as i fold over and lean on my knees. I check my timer. 20 minutes no breaks. Better than last week.
It's 7am i should probably get back and have a shower before going to school.After the 20 minute jog back, i take a quick shower before getting dressed. As i'm about to leave, i see my mum in the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" i ask as i watch her.
"Making pancakes!" she says excitedly. Mums always said we couldn't have pancakes because it was another unnecessary cost to add. Does this mean we're more financially stable?"Do you want some?"
I look at my watch, class doesn't start for half an hour and i can easily just teleport there just this once.
"Yes! I mean... yes please" I drop my bag on the floor and sit down at the dining table, excited for the treat. She smiles and turns back around, the smell guiding itself up my nostrils as i inhale.She puts a few on each of the four plates.
"ELIJAH!!!!" she shouts even though she doesn't need to.We literally live in a caravan.
"WHAT?!"
"PANCAKES!!"
"HUH?? SINCE WHEN?"
I place my hands over my ears and wait for them to stop yelling unnecessarily.
My brother emerges from his room and pauses once the smell hits him. A small smile creeps across his face. I haven't seen him smile in years... I feel happy.He sits in his seat opposite me and wipes it off.
"I already saw it, earwig" i laugh lightly and he sticks his middle finger up at me.
Mum puts the plates down in front of us then goes to wake up dad. We both reach for the lemon juice.(Note: IF YOU HAVENT TRIED BRITISH PANCAKES WITH LEMON JUICE AND SUGAR YOU ARE MISSING OUT)
I snatch it away quickly and he scowls.
"fuuuuck youuu" he hisses jokingly.
I pretend to do a hair toss and shake the bottle over, covering it in a thin layer of lemon. Followed soon after, i sprinkle on sugar before rolling the pancake up.My dad wheels over tiredly but is excited to eat none the less. Though he can't really speak anymore, i love to talk to him.
"We're choosing our hero names today" i smile gently and do the same to his pancake as i did to mine before cutting off a piece and feeding him "I wonder what mine should be""Stupid bitch slag hoe" my brother says and i scowl at him. Dad also frowns at Elijah but the corner of his lips turn up into a smile.
"What aboutttt Emotions" i joke and eat some of my own pancake.
"More like Mood Swings" The rat grins.
"Elijah" mum sighs.
"Crusher" my dads raspy voice fills the air."That's not very glamorous, Chris" mum laughs.
"No i like it, it's cool" I grin and put a thumbs up.Crusher.
When it gets closer to lesson time i finish up my food and collect the plates. Dads already falling asleep again, he had only eaten that one piece i gave him.
I'm scared.
I'm scared because i know this is it.I scoop the remainder of the pancakes from his plate into the bin and then put the plate into the dishwasher. I sing along to the song on the small radio we barely ever used and tap my feet.
"I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart""Shut up you're hurting my ears" Elijah groans, now in his school uniform and getting ready to leave "besides, don't you have class... now?"
I nod "oh yeah but, what harm is there in vibing?""Don't say that again"
"What? Vibing"
He rolls his eyes.
"Vibing vibing vibing vibing" i repeat over and over again. He eventually leaves me alone and gets ready by the door, slipping his school shoes on. I watch as he walks over to dad, giving him a hug and then waving bye to mum before he opens the door.
"Bye, son" Dad says quietly.
"See ya, father" he jokes and salutes.
I turn back around and wipe down the table as the door shuts.That boy better not get into any more trouble at school. If he does, he won't have to worry about Bakugo any longer. He'd be facing me.
"Thank you, love" mum comes out of the bathroom dressed in an office blazer, white blouse and black trousers.
"Nice office wear" i grin as i compliment her.
"Isn't it lovely? Now i look the part, too" she does a small twirl and then takes the cloth from me "Now, off to school"
"Mum i still need to-" i get cut off by her placing a hand on my shoulder.
"You'll be late"I sigh and give her a quick embrace. I shuffle along the floor and then bend down, hugging dad.
"See you later, dad" i let go of him and he smiles up at me.
"Bye, Crusher"
I do awkward finger guns and then tie my laces. I swing the bag onto my back and feel my hair, trying to smooth down as many loose hairs as possible."Bye, mum" I wave and she waves back, pausing her cleaning momentarily.
I shut my eyes and teleport. When i open my eyes i'm in front of classroom 1-A. I enter the room and make my way over to my desk, smiling at the people i walk past.I manage to take my seat just as the bell rang and sigh. Another long day of UA.
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