9. Izaiah and Atlas

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Throwing on his white tank top shirt, he reached into his jewelry box lying on his dresser and grabbed his Cuban link chain. He's not a jewelry person where he'll wear tons of jewelry. It's just that one chain he'll wear every day. The way he dresses isn't important to him.

A white tank top and some black sweatpants does him fine. He's just going to throw on his hoodie anyways. Now he just has to choose which hoodie that will be.

Walking to his closet, he opened the door and walked inside. His hoodies are in one section and are now stretching into two. His main attire is hoodies. Lumi always says that they're not clothes, but he disagrees. Hoodies go on your body just as any other clothes.

Running his hand through the different hoodies, it was really a tough decision. Some hoodies of his don't have pockets which is a slight disadvantage. They were too fye for him to pass up even without pockets so he just purchased them.

However, today he felt like a pocket guy. He took awhile to figure out which hoodie he wanted. He put some on like he was trying them out for the first time and taking them off. He finally decided on a camouflage hoodie.

The front was purple and white camouflage, the sides progressing into the left sleeve was grey and white camouflage while the right side was black and white camouflage. The back of course was purple and white with the words "Guuka No War" with an ape face logo.

He didn't bother to do his hair. It was going to sit on his head anyways. Besides, who is he looking good for? Grabbing his backpack, he exited his room and made his way down the stairs like every morning.

As he made his way downstairs, he heard grunting in the kitchen and he didn't service guess himself for a second of who the mystery person was in the kitchen.

"Morning ma" Izaiah greeted her. Lumi is always in the kitchen in the morning. He thought pregnant women loved to sleep but apparently they loved eating a lot more. Though Chloe is his biological mother, he calls them both his parents.

They all have three parents and he's cool with it. Though truthfully, he likes Lumi better. His mother is always getting on him and making everyone her favorite, then treating him differently. Lumi lets him roam and spread his wings and be free. She's also less demanding.

"Morning. Where are the kids?" She asked him as she didn't see anyone following him. Setting his backpack in the chair at the dining table, he proceeded into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl out the cabinet and handed one to her.

Short women, he internally teased. Grabbing his bowl, he set it on the counter and turned around to pursue the cereal on top of the fridge. "Sleep. Which one do you want?" He asked her.

After grabbing the Fruity Pebbles, she asked for the pop's and he handed it to her. "You're not going to wake them up?" She continued. Why would he? Not like he cared.

Opening the new bag, he began pouring the cereal into the bowl and she did the same with her cereal. "Am I their parents? They have alarms. If they don't wake up, that's on them. Dad will eventually do it" He shrugged his shoulders.

Does it matter? Trevon owns the school. He doubted being late would do anything. Closing the bag back, he grabbed her cereal box and put them both back on top of the fridge. "Really Izaiah?" She sarcastically asked as he grabbed the milk.

"Really" He chuckled. What does she think this is? When has he ever cared? Pouring her milk first and then his, she placed a spoon in his bowl after he put the milk up.

"How long have you been up?" He asked as they both made their way to the dining table. Maybe he loved Lumi more because she was easy to talk to. Since he was always up first out of his siblings, and she was always digging in the kitchen, they usually shared a conversation over breakfast.

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