"Sofia Brooklyn Manoban, I swear to god if you're not in the kitchen in five minutes, I'll-"
It was the first day of her sister's sophomore year in high school and Lisa was late to work. They were both late and traffic would be horrible. L.A. traffic was always horrific. Vacations were officially over, but Sofia's head was certainly still bathing in the sun and at this point, they would never leave home and Indra would have her head. Oh god.
She couldn't have that.
Though as she made her way upstairs to her little sister's bedroom, heavy footsteps and a raspy, grumpy voice interrupted her, never letting her the chance to finish her sentence.
Looks like the bear finally woke up from her hibernation state and got out of her cave.
"Jesus Jas, no need to be so loud when I woke up."
Lisa had a hard time hiding the exasperation in her tone and crossed her arms in a clear display of impatience.
"You see, that's the problem. You just woke up. And now I am late, you are late, we are both late! So will you please stop acting like the Grinch on Christmas day and go get ready for school? Your breakfast is waiting for you on the kitchen island, we're leaving in ten." The older brunette didn't let her sister time to protest as she shifted on her heels and made her way back downstairs.
Sofia slowly blinked, her mind still clouded with sleep. What had just happened?
She remained immobile on the same spot for a few long seconds before her brain gradually woke up and caught up with the harsh reality of the outside world.
It was barely eight in the morning and she was out of bed and Lisa was way too frantic.
Why the hell would she even be awake at such an ungodly hour?
Why did her sister keep telling her she was late?
Nothing of it made sense, unless-
Oh.
Oh.
School. She was late for school. On her very first day back after two blissful months of doing whatever she wanted, whenever she pleased.
Well, shit.
Her body seemingly acting on its own volition, Sofia hurriedly made her way back into her room and grabbed the first pieces of clothing she saw and quickly put them on. Not bothering to apply any makeup on her face, the girl joined her thick dark curls in a messy bun before jogging down the stairs for breakfast.
"Two minutes!" Came the older girl's voice from the living room.
Sofia hastily shoved the last bites of her cream cheese bagel down her throat before yet again making her way upstairs and aggressively brushing her teeth, washing her awful morning breath away and feeling delighted at the minty freshness it left in her mouth.
"Sof, com on!" She could make out the sound of a doorknob being turned followed by the slight squeaking of their front door opening from her bathroom. Her sister really wasn't kidding when she said ten minutes.
" 'Coming right now, Lisa-loo."
The blue-eyed teenager finally climbed down the stairs and quickly hopped in her sister's Mercedes SUV with both of her shoes in her hands. When she looked at the digital clock on the dashboard, she was impressed to see it was exactly ten minutes later.
"Phewww, well that was a close one but hey, I totally nailed it. Getting ready for school in ten minutes, check! I'm like, the Master of Time or something."
Lisa fondly rolled her eyes, grinning a little bit beside herself at her younger sister's easy-going nature. Sofia could be such a character, sometimes. She absolutely loved it.
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Of Ice and Hopitals
RomanceMeet Lalisa Jasmine "Lisa" Manoban, age 27: As Hollywood's sweetheart and official legal guardian of one Sofia Manoban, Lisa has to learn the hard way how to juggle two drastically different facets of her reality. Struggling to keep up with many lon...