Getting Up

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Mayo Cookie POV:

Yaaaaaawn...

My alarm started blaring as it flashed 7:00 AM. I slammed my hand on the "snooze" button.

"Jesus I need to get a better alarm..." I mean it WAS broken. It's like... imagine waking up to someone screaming in your ear. Who cares, I need a few more minutes.

5 minutes later

"FINE I'LL GET UP" I threw the alarm clock across my messy room. Thank god it stopped.

"I really need to work on my morning anger" I said groggily. I unplugged my phone from the charger and checked the date. October 21. Sigh. Just another borin-

"HOLY SHIT" I screamed loud enough for my parent's to DEFINATELY hear me. My mom came walking upstairs. Well, I'm screwed, forgot to keep my swearing to a minimum.

"Morning Honey!" My mom called through my door. I didn't need the extra noise. We had a big day anyway. At least I didn't get an earful for swearing. She can get VERY mad from anything.

"Coming!" I hopped out of bed and rummaged through my closet. I never cared for fashion and I ESPECIALLY  don't care when I'm tired. I threw on a random shirt that smelt decent and put on some pants. I found my hoodie and threw it on. I quickly tied my hair in a pony and a hat. I basically decide my outfit by finding random things in my closet and putting 'em on, works like a charm.

 I basically decide my outfit by finding random things in my closet and putting 'em on, works like a charm

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(A/N: I'm using Gacha now but maybe I'll draw the characters I show. Who knows!)

I walked downstairs, to the smell of bacon fat & the sound of sizzling. My mom was cooking some fried eggs & my dad was reading the newspaper. My mom looked like me, except she was tall (and a girl, duh).

She had light hair and also had her hair tied up. My dad looked very different from us. He had dark skin, a mustache and wore a crap ton of brown. I mean brown shirt, brown jacket, brown pants, he had brown hair. He was a type of chocolate cookie after all.

I quickly ate my eggs. I mean after that shock realizing what was happening today I was ecstatic. I mean moving is kinda scary but it's not like I have any friends here. Schools meh , especially with all the bullies. Ya get used to it.

I was thinking so hard about what was happening I completely spaced out. I suddenly was in the backseat of our car. Jeez I get lost in thought a lot.

"Hey mom?" "Yeah?" "How long's the drive?" I asked.

"Not long, an hour or so" she replied, while my father swore under his breath at traffic.

I laid down on the cup holder in the middle of the car and closed my eyes. In a short amount of time, we'd be somewhere else. Who knows what this new place'll be like, maybe it'll suck or maybe it'll be fun. As I was thinking, I slowly drifted into sleep.

A/N:

Wow ok, first chapter, definitely not my best but no-one's perfect, and this is my first time. I'm doing this mainly for fun and it might take a while for me to find inspiration or motivation. But I hope anyone who reads will enjoy. Love you all and i'll se ya later. Bui!

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