Our Adventure

Our mornings

Jasmine

I woke up the next morning like i usually would, my Grandma Heart, my cousins, and sister would threaten me till' i got up. which was when my grandma left to get a bucket of ice cold water.

She would do it too, i learned that the hard way. so, i went on the side if my bed, my feet touching the warm red carpet. i skipped my way to the bathroom and took a shower, like i did almost every morning if i had time. After that, i wrapped the towel around my wet and cold body.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face and applied a little eyeliner. The towel still wrapped around me, i walked to my closet. It took me ten minutes to choose a black shirt, a brown leather jacket, jeggings, and black hightop converse.

I walked back to my room and looked at my still damp hair that was getting curlier by the minute. my best bet was to put it up, so i did. I walked down stairs to the kitchen where our cook, Marita was making breakfast.

Me: "that looks really good, Rita!" I said looking over her shoulder at the pan that consisted of pancakes.

Rita: "thanks, Chica!" She said flipping one. i walked out of the kitchen and bumped into out butler, Marium.

Marium: "sorry miss," he said in his professional voice before helping me up. He than hands me four letters.

Me: "it's ok, marium, i wasn't looking where i was going." I said blushing a little. i took the letters from him and put the on the table, we opened ours at dinner.

Alexia, one of my cousins, walked down wearing a gray long sleeved shirt, skinny jeans, and gray vans.

Me: *scowling*

Alexia: *laughing* "well good morning to you too, did the mail come yet?" She asked.

Me: "yeah, it's on the table." it was pretty hard living in seattle. It always rained, and not only that, it was Fall. Which meant it was going to be cold.

Alexia: "thanks." she skipped to the table looking for something with her name on it. after looking for about a minute she must have gave up and left. Then she went to Marita and took off some of a pancake, then quickly ran off into the morning room. Alexia had always been like that, even when she was little. I took the other half of the pancake so there would no evidence of the pancake theif.

After I finished I went to the porch and sat down on the swing, then my youngest cousin Angela came bouncing down the steps.

"Hi Jassy, whats up." She said plopping down next to me. I was surprised on what she wore today. She was tomboy-ish, she would usually wear ripped skinny jeans dark red shirt and white converse. But instead she wore a pink shirt that said love me (she hates pink), white leggings, and pink Vans (did i mention she hates pink?)

Me: "uhh... Hi and nothing?" I said it coming more off as a question. as she continues to talk, my mind is still wondering about the whole pink thing. "why are you wearing pink?!??" I blurt out before i can stop myself.

Angie: "what, you don't like it?" She asked her face became panicked. "ohmigodyoudontiamstupidtothinkiWouldlookcute!" She said all in one breath.

Me: "stop! You look great!" I said. She looks relieved, but i don't have time to think about that right now, so i decide to change the subject. ''So do you think you made it in PASFG,'' i asked. That was the performing arts school that we all Auditioned for during the summer.

Angie: ''I hope so, we have been working our butts of just to get in! scratch that, they BETTER let us in!'' I mean who can blame her? we flew all the way from Seattle to New York. I laughed a little, and put my head on her shoulder. We were sitting there in peace looking at the Gold iron gates that had 'H' on it that surround out Grandma's mansion.

I know what your thinking, What in the world does you Grandma do? she owns Heart and Corp. It's a hotel/resorts. They are all around the world. All the biggest celebrities book a room with her. which means she's a billionaire.

Then Jasmarie (my twin) came out.

Her: ''Come on, Rita said it's time for breakfast.'' I hopped up so quick, i mean, Rita's food is the bomb! you should try her apple pie! We go back into the house, and to the bathroom to wash our hands. I go in the dining room, and sit in my usual spot next to Alexia and Grandma Heart. One everyone is seated, We say a prayer and dig into Rita's pancakes and bacon. Marium brings the mail, and hands one to everyone except Gram.

I look closely at the top of the letter and it says it's from the Performing Arts school. It must've said the same thing as the girls because we all screamed and opened the letters, Grandma looking at us with an amused expression.

Angie: ''What does yours say, Marie,'' she asked looking at her.

JasMarie: ''I got Excepted!'' she stood up and jumped around. We jumped around with her at the news. That night we celebrated and partied until our feet stug. It was so much fun, Angela said it was the best time in her life.