A Single Moment

A Normal Morning

My alarm goes off at 6 jolting me from my sleep. I groan in protest, hit the snooze, and pull my blanket over my head. Soon I hear the familiar pounding of feet running down the stairs. Into my room burst the twins.

"Jezzy! Jezzy wake up!" They say at the same time.

Simultaneously they jump onto my bed and pull the blanket off my face. Two smiling faces come into view making me smile. I grab them in a hug and flip them off to the side. I detangle myself from the blankets and begin to tickle them.
"Jezzy!" They both yell at me. They squirm and wriggle till they finally free themselves from my hands and run out of my room. They pound back up the stairs yelling at my mom " She's up mommy. Jezzy's out of bed."

I let out a groan and fall back onto my bed before rolling off onto the floor. I stand up and look into my mirror and see what a mess my hair turned into overnight. But my face is bright and my cheeks are flushed. I shed my pjs from my body throw on a thong and a bra and just stand in front of my closet debating what to wear. I decide on a button up white green and silver flannel shirt with a white tank top underneath. I grab a pair of blue jeans and put them on too. I throw on a pair of socks. I quickly run a brush through my hair and throw it up into a messy ponytail. I grab my bag and boots, and head upstairs. I plop my boots and bag by the door and continue into the kitchen. My mom is in front of the stove flipping pancakes. She smiles at me then gestures towards the twins room. I know what she means so I head toward their room. I walk in to find them playing on the floor with their toys.

"Destiny, Kyla, shouldn't you be getting dressed?" I give them both a stern look.

"Jezzy!" They both scream and run at me. I open my arms and hug them both.

"Come on we have to get you two
dressed."

"Okay." They chorus. They both then run out of my arms and jump on their bunk bed and wait for me to dress them.
I sigh and ask the question. "What's the color of the day."

They both look at each other and reply in unison "purple."

I sigh and go to work trying to find them matching purple outfits. They absolutely hate dressing different, which makes their teacher rather upset for they are identical. I find them their cloths, dress them, and begin working on their hair. They both have beautiful long wavy black hair. I begin to Destiny's hair into a French braid down her back. Once she's done I kiss her head and send her out to go get her breakfast. I grab Kyla put her on my lap and begin to do her hair. I make two French braids going down the back of her head, then join the. Together so only one braid hangs down her back. I then kiss her head and place her on the ground. I grab her hand and lead her toward the kitchen. We come into the kitchen to find a place for her and me already set. Destiny runs over to me and her sis and they both begin to pull me towards the table.

"Jezzy you sit here." Destiny points to a spot at the table where there is a plate sitting already pulled high with pancakes. I shoot a smile at my mom as the two girls push me forward to my spot. Once I'm sitting they both take a seat beside me and begin eating their pancakes. I begin eating my pancakes as my mom leaves the room to go get dressed.

After a while I hear a honk sound from outside. I glance at my watch and see that it's already 7. Crap. I shove my chair back kiss my sisters on the head yell a goodbye at my mom grab my stuff and run out the door. I smile to see my boyfriend sitting in the front seat of his pickup. I smile and hop in. He immediately leans over and plants a kiss on me before I can even shut the door. I smile, shut the door, drop my stuff, and grab his face. I kiss him hard and smile.

"Come on baby we got to go to school." He says smiling against my lips. I giggle and sit back. I buckle my belt as he begins to drive away.

"Running a little behind today Jez?" He says while glancing at my feet. I look down to see my mismatched socks the only things on my feet.

"Yeah, a little." I say while I grab for my boots and pull them on. He smiles at me and pulls up at school. He parks and grabs my bag and his before hopping out of the truck. I watch him as he walks around the front of the truck while slinging our bags over his shoulder. He opens the door and gestures toward the ground with his hand. I giggle, take his offered hand and get out of the truck. He closes the door behind me but continues to hold my hand. He wraps his arm around my waist and guides us toward school. Once inside he hands me my bag and kisses me. We separate and each go to our own classes. .