FALLING OUT [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1

~Misha~

Beep! Beep!
Beep! Beep!
Beep! Beep!

Urghhh!!! Not again. I'm gonna throw this clock away someday. I should snooze this before the woman downstairs hears it. But unfortunately for me, it was left only as a thought.

"Baby, get up. Come on, come on. It's already half past eight." She shouts from the kitchen coming upstairs.

And exactly one minute later the door to my room is slammed open. I'm a thousand percent sure that even the neighbours have heard it. But she pays no heed to it as always, being on a mission to wake me up.

As soon as the curtains are moved aside the irritating sunrays glare at me through them. And I try my best to cover my poor eyes from their torture by pulling the sheets up over my head.

"Get up, I won't repeat this." She says.

"Mummy please na, just 5 more minutes." I plead with her.

"Not going to work, I know all your tricks. Otherwise you are not allowed to go to the party this weekend."

As soon as I hear it I'm up and awake. Can't afford to lose the rare opportunities I get to go out with my friends without being watched over by my family or their guidance.

"Morning Mumma, where's my coffee? Why didn't you bring it with you? See, I'll be late again for this. Do you want that?" I say, blaming her, trying to divert the topic.

"Huh! You are so dramatic. You still have the tantrums of a kid and want us to treat you like a grown up?" Mumma glares at me, standing at the foot of my bed,  placing her hands on her hips.

"Not this again, Mum. Now can I please have my coffee? I'll definitely be late for school today." I request her, not wanting to hear her lecture about me behaving like a kid.

"Okay, get up and I'm sending your coffee." Saying this she walks out of my room. And the next moment I am under the sheets trying to get as much sleep as possible before she comes back.

"Get out of your bed right now young lady, or no party at all." Comes her stern voice from the stairs.

"I'm up, I'm up. No need of threats." I hop off my bed and run into the bathroom to brush my face and teeth. After that I take a towel from the cabinet and come out wiping my face with it. There is a mug of hot coffee already waiting for me on the bedside table. Seeing that every ounce of my tiredness flies away.

Mmm! It even smells good. The worst part of my life has always been getting up early in the morning and going to school. Though I love my school very much, I wish I didn't have to sacrifice the most precious thing, my sleep, for that.

But coffee is the best part in all of this. It's worth the sacrifice. I can't help my lips as they stretch upwards watching the steam surround the mug. I giggle at my childishness and pick up the mug. Instantly the strong aroma of coffee hits my nostrils and calms my senses. I am a coffee person as you can see already. My full family prefers tea except me. Coffee is my life, I can't work without it.