Apocalyptic

I Get Attacked by an Oversized Cupid

                  

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Emma's POV:

My alarm clock buzzed and woke me up. I groaned and felt for the snooze button. I eventually found it and shut it off. I laid there in bed until I heard a knock on my door. I groaned again and pulled the blankets over my head.

I heard my dad's voice call my name. He called out again a little louder. He sighed loudly and shut the door.

I sighed in contempt, but that was until I felt a presence above me. I huffed, "Can't a girl get any sleep around here?"

My dad threw the covers off from over my head. I opened an eye and glared at him, "Nope. How long did you stay up?"

I shrugged and attempted to get my covers back but he moved them out of reach. I huffed again, "Why can't I sleep longer?"

Dad gave me a pointed look, "First day of eighth grade. Your cousin Nick is picking you up and dropping you and Kelly off at the middle school." Kelly is my little cousin. She's in sixth grade while I'm in eighth. Kelly's older brother, Nick however is a junior in high school.

I groaned and reluctantly got out of bed. I sat on the side of my bed and stretched while Dad went over to my window and opened the curtains. The sudden smell of bacon sent my mouth watering. I felt my eyes widen as my dad chuckled.

"I'll be down in fifteen." I ran to my closet and looked for my favorite shirt. It was a black long sleeve shirt that said 'Rebellious Angel'. It was my favorite. To me it was my lucky shirt. I found it and then grabbed my black bra from a drawer.

I took my pajamas off and slid my bra and shirt on. I eventually found a pair of black skinny jeans with a couple of rips on them. I ran to the stairs. You could probably hear my feet pad across the hardwood floor, but I didn't care. I jumped onto the railing and slid down to the last step and jumped off. I ran from the stairs to my seat at the kitchen table as soon as my mom walked into the dining room with two plates full of bacon and eggs.

Mom sat the two plates down and dad came in with grits. I felt my mouth water as I say the amount of bacon in front of me. Mom and Dad took their places at the table. Dad reached forward to grab a handful of bacon, but Mom slapped his hand.

She pointed at him and said, "No. I am getting first choice of bacon. You and Emma eat all the bacon before I can even process that they are gone. My turn and you two can watch while I get them."

Dad gave me a look that said that we should try anyways just to piss her off. Dad loves to mess with Mom. I enjoy watching him do it too. It's one of my favorite past times besides that, it's reading and playing videogames.

I reached for a piece of bacon and my mother's steel grey eyes met my own. They had fire in them that she only used when she was serious. I would be scared to see what they would look like if she was royally pissed.

I shrunk back in my seat. I gave her a puppy dog look and she rolled her eyes. Heartless woman. Even Dad couldn't tell me know when I did it to him. I glanced back at Mom and she had one of her eyebrows raised.

Eventually Dad and I were able to grab some food. We did get most of the bacon, but Mom did that on purpose to make us suffer. I had three more pieces of bacon left when Nick's car horn got closer to the farm house. I groaned and grabbed my pieces of bacon. I was about to walk out the door until I realized that I was barefoot.

I accidentally said just a little but too loud, "SonofaBitch!"

Mom yelled from the kitchen, "What was that Emmaline?"