Just One of the Boys

Chapter Six

Monday morning seemly came around as per usually, to my dismay. I was up around 6:30 trying to make up for my uncalled for behavior last night by making breakfast for everybody, but I ended up burning the toast. So I quickly jumped in my adorable little Dodge Dart - that I treat like my baby - and made my way to McDonalds to grab everybody breakfast like the good child I am, or what my dad thinks I am.

I made it back home just before 7:00am so hopefully Dad, the twins and Jake won't be up yet and my little breakfast surprise actually works.

Or not.

When I walked into the house there sat my dad in our living room couch not looking to thrilled.

"Where were you at 6:30 in the morning on a school day Savannah Maria." My dad sternly said.

Oh shit, he's pissed but I don't know why, it's not like I've gone out early I the mornings before, but those were normally for runs.

"I was getting us all a surprise breakfast after some, well uh traumatic events over the weekend, I thought we could all use a good start." I said proudly as I held up the bag of soon to be cold McDonald's egg Mcmuffins.

His stern look softens a bit but before he has a chance to say something, Matt and Alex make there way down the stairs and Matt goes ahead and plucks the McDonald's bag right out of my grasp.

"Matt what the hell!" I yelled, running after him to try and get my breakfast back,"Those aren't just for you two there for everybody dumbass."

"Watch the language Sav." My dad yells from the living room. Jeez I thought he had troubles hearing but apparently not considering after our two minute talk he sat down and started watching tv already.

Me being me I get very distracted very easily, so while I was busy seeing what dad was doing, I totally forgot about Matt and how he certainly held my prized breakfast high above his head, out f my reach. But before I could react, "Hey Sav, think fast," a Egg McMuffin was throw at lightning fast speeds directly at my face.

Thankfully those few years of goalie training I took when I was 12 paid off and I caught the McMuffin with ease.

"Fuck man." I heard Matt mutter under his breath.

"Sorry bro, I'm just that good." I say with a wink and he makes his way towards where I'm sitting on the arm or out couch.

"Oops." He said as he 'accidentally' pushed me, causing a klutz like me too fall off.

"Dick," I say and he walks back up stairs, "Oh fuck," I sore under my breath. It was already 7:10 and I had to leave for school at 7:45 giving me only half an hour to get ready and there's no way in hell I would be able to do that.

"Shit shit shit shit." I swore as a sprinted up the stairs to my room and into my bathroom. Oh lord I can't believe I went out of my house looking like a zombie, even if it was only to McDonald's, I still do not look okay.

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After a good 25 minutes of hardcore getting ready, I had finally finished my makeup and picked out a decent outfit. I chose a pain black crop top, denim high waisted shorts and a red and blue flannel to go around my waist, plus my matching diamond necklace and earrings that I had gotten from my mum.

I hurried back down the stairs to grab my lunch, because surprisingly our school isn't the stereotypical all American high school, no our school is kinda the opposite, so basically if you eat the cafe's food you might die.

I was already running late by a good 10 minutes so I hauld ass to the garage, yelling goodbye to my dad on my way out. Even my stupid brother were ready before me and didn't even offer me a ride to school. Dicks.