Chapter 1 | Marcia

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I woke up to the sound of birds chirping, and to the smell of beautiful green grass.

Just kidding.

I woke up to the sound of cars honking, and to the smell of pancakes being baked in the kitchen.

Hmm, maybe not that bad.

I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I squirted out some hand soap and washed my hands. It's very refreshing. After that I brushed my teeth. My minty toothpaste tastes so good!

"Mars, come to the kitchen. Breakfast is ready." shouted my mum from down the hall. I am an Aussie, so I call my mum, mum.

"Just wait!" I shouted back. I put the cap on my toothpaste and headed to the kitchen.

When I got to the kitchen, my younger sister was there. Her name is Mera. She loves art.

"MACY!" shouted Mera. She accidently dropped her fork on the ground. I guess I should pick it up.

I picked up the fork and walked over to the sink. More dishes for me, I guess. I dropped the fork inside and grabbed a new one for Mera.

"Mera, my name is not Macy, it's Marcia. Or just call me Mars." I told Mera. I hated it when she called me Macy, but I always tried to keep my calm.

"Are you a planet?" asked Mera.

"No. I'm a human." I said, sitting down at the table.

"Well then, I should just call you Macy and not Mars since you're not a planet!"

I rolled my eyes. I then looked at Mum and asked her for the syrup and butter.

"Just eat it without anything." She told me.

"Why?" I asked her. I know it's bad to talk back, but I needed to know.

She rolled her eyes at ME. My mum can be mean. I know I'm not her favorite.

"Where's Rafeal?" I asked. Rafeal is my older brother. He likes skateboards.

"I don't know, and I don't care." said Mum, then went back to her newspaper.

I quietly started eating. No toppings on my pancake. I sighed, then headed to my room.

I took my hairbrush and combed out my long brown hair. I put it into a braid. Then I went to the front door and headed out the door, with my backpack being carried by my hand.

I took a deep breath, and said, "Bye Mum."

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"I don't care, just leave." Mum said.

I knew it.


Authors Note: Hey guys! This is my first original story, so please comment any suggestions for my story. -Taii


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