Dawn

Chapter 2

"Get up!"
"Get up," a small voice says again. I shoo the voice away with my hand, but then again like a bee in my ear I can't get rid of, it calls out again.
"Wake up," the squeaky voice says, shaking me awake.
"Ugh," I grunt. I open my eyes a tiny bit to peek at the face that is ruining my sleep.
Ella's annoyed light blue eyes come into view.
"What is it?" I say obviously annoyed.
"Mom told me to wake you up for school," she says as she gets off my bed and makes her way to the door.
"She's making pancakes and you better hurry. I might eat them all," she says with a mischievous smile spreading on her face, as she rubs her tummy. I pull myself into an upright position so fast I see stars. She runs out of the room before I can catch her, her laughs echoing off the hallway.
I quickly jump from my bed and run to the other side of the room and grab my towel. I then run back to the other side of my room to the bathroom. I throw my clothes on the marble floor and get into the shower as fast as I can. I run the soap across my body and rinse it off as quickly as I can. I take my towel and dry myself off and race back into the room.
I throw on clothes and race out the door for pancakes.  I slowly step back into my room coming to the realization that I forgot to brush my teeth. I backtrack my way to the bathroom with a groan and brush my teeth.

I know this seems excessive. But this is not only breakfast, this is one of the rarest occasions. An occasion in which my mom decided to make her famous buttermilk pancakes. Which happens like once every full moon...

"I'm here! I'm here!"I say out of breath, reaching the breakfast table and banging my hands loudly on its wooden exterior. My mom, dad, and sister look up at me unbothered from where they are busily eating their breakfast. My mom gives me a shy smile.
"Sorry, honey there are no pancakes left. Ella is eating the rest of them, but there are eggs and bacon."

I freeze in place and deadly turn my head at the culprit, the little backstabber continuing to stuff her mouth full of pancakes as if I am not watching her with murderous eyes.
Just as she was about to plop another bite into her mouth, she finally looks up. Her eyes meeting mine and she gulps. The atmosphere in the room becomes intensely thick, the only sound to be heard is my dad from across the table clearing his throat, pretending to ignore the sibling rivalry while sipping on his black coffee.

"Drop the pancake," I growl. She looks at me and back at the fork. I step forward closing in the distance between her and me, like we were out hunting and she was my prey. Her eyes change color from blue to her wolf's yellow eyes, a smile spreads across her face.

And then she did it! She shoved the entire piece of pancake in her mouth. My mouth opened so wide in shock that I thought it might hit the floor. From next to me the sound of a muffled chuckle escapes from my mom as she tried to suppress it with her hand.
" Oh, so this is funny now?! That's it," I say trying to keep my own smile from growing on my face. Ella jumps off her chair with a playful scream and runs.

"Don't run," my mom yells after us, but her voice waivers with humor.
We don't listen, and I run after her. Ella giggles uncontrollably, and I can hear the faint sound of my mom from the kitchen muttering something to the moon goddess.
"I'm going to get you," I say in a sing-song voice, approaching my room, her scent leading me directly to where she is hiding under my bed. I pretend that I don't have a clue as to where she is.
"Oh, where is Ella?"

I hear a giggle, slowly I get on my bed and grab her feet. I pull her out from under my bed. She screams with a big grin, and I hoist her up and over my shoulder, grimacing at how heavy she weighs. "No, No, No," she says giggling as I begin to tickle her and head back to the kitchen. My mom gives me a stern look from her phone, while dad laughs from where he reads the paper. I begin to fill my plate with eggs and bacon. "Can you put me down now?" she whines.