EVELYN
I force my eyes open Sunday morning and groan when I see it’s eight o’clock.
“Good grief, stupid world, stupid time, who invented time anyways? Stupid people, gosh I hate the world!”
Okay, I’m not a morning person. Don’t judge.
I shower and get dressed, putting on my purple pleated skirt, white button down blouse and the boots that lace up to my knees. I make a small braid down the right side of my face because that’s all I feel like doing with myself this morning.
Going downstairs, I see Tess, Scout, and Mr. Winters are already up and about.
“Where’s Mrs. Winters?” I ask, grabbing an apple from the counter.
“She’s still asleep,” Mr. Winters grins, “She’s not really a morning person.”
“Speaking of which, Evelyn did I hear you cursing the world?” Scout asks.
“I’m not a morning person either,” I say defensively, grinning, “What were you doing that close to my door anyways? I was mumbling, there’s no way you could have heard me unless you were close.”
“I was coming to wake you up but after hearing your first greetings to the new day, I decided it would be safer to go straight downstairs,” grins Scout. Tess and Mr. Winters laugh.
“That’s nothing!”Tess giggles, “Dad, do you remember the time Mr. McGregor was mowing his lawn?” Mr. Winters bursts out laughing.
“A-at six in the morning!” he wheezes between bouts of laughter. Tess is laughing so hard she’s crying.
“I still don’t know why he was mowing so early!” she exclaims.
“What happened?” Scout exclaims, eager to know the story. I’m really curious now too, to be honest.
“Sh-she..” Mr. Winters can’t stop laughing long enough to explain. Tess takes a deep breath, still laughing.
“She went stormin’ outside and started yelling all sorts of horrible things at ‘im. He told her he had a right to mow whenever he wanted to and she…” Tess starts laughing uncontrollably again.
“Is this about the time I threw a watering can at Mr. McGregor and gave him a concussion?” Mrs. Winters asks as she walks into the room. Tess and Mr. Winters officially lose it, laughing their heads off.
“That is hilarious!” Scout laughs. I’m not sure whether to laugh or keep my distance from Mrs. Winters in the morning.
“Yes, yes, very funny,” Mrs. Winters scowls, buttering some toast.
“So guys,” Tess takes a sip of orange juice to calm herself, “What are we doing today?”
“Homework,” Scout and I sigh in unison.
“I thought we had finished that!” Tess whines.
“Nope, after we took the day off yesterday toooooo…” Scout notices Mr. and Mrs. Winters shocked looks, “look up that side subject from our science homework, we have a bit more to do today.” Mr. and Mrs. Winters relax.
YOU ARE READING
Through Blessed Eyes
Teen FictionEvelyn Thatcher and Scout Blakely weren't entirely sure what to expect when they agreed to be foreign exchange students in Scotland. They certainly weren't expecting THIS, though. Now, with their host sister, Tess Winters, they are being searched fo...
