FrAcTuReD (Part One) (Completed continued in Part Two)

Chapter. 02 (Slight Edit)

A/N: So there are two bits in this story where I'm not 100% confident of the diagnostic when it comes to medical information, I feel it's not accurate but for now it does what I want when pushing the story forward, when it is completed I'll go over it with a fine toothed comb to remove the errors. But if you guys find that it's completely wrong please let me know in the comments and how to fix it okay?

Thanks guys, but most of all I really hope you just enjoy the story.

~T

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The beeping of her alarm woke Charla the next morning, even though she was a heavy sleeper she always felt like she barely got any sleep. She hit the off button of her alarm that rested on the headboard of her bed. Seeing that it was seven in the morning she groaned.

She got up and ran a hand through her hair, no matter where it was she always seemed to have issues sleeping regardless if it was in her old home or here. With a yawn she got up and did a few athletic stretches before taking her uniform and heading to the bathroom.

While doing her daily morning routine she heard a knock at the door. "Breakfast will be ready soon so you know." Nina's voice came from the other side of the door before she heard the sound of feet heading down the stairs. Charla merely stood there practically frozen in the midst of doing up her uniform shirt. Amazed but dumbfounded, yet finding herself rather sad in response.

When she headed down the stairs she saw that two plates were set up with toast, eggs and a glass of milk. "The coffee machine is on, though I wasn't sure if you drank coffee so I thought you could decide yourself when you came down."

She stared at the food. "You made this all yourself?"

Nina nodded. "I know how to make sunny-side eggs and I can toast bread really well and sometimes when Dad's home I make him coffee to help him wake up."

Charla just looked at the food that was there.

"Is something wrong?"

She sat down. "No it's nothing I just thought it's amazing that you can cook breakfast for yourself like this, normally kids would just make toast or pour cereal and that's it."

"But you made that chicken curry last night." Nina said as she sat down across from her.

"That's only because I practiced and it's not like I started to do that when I was your age. When I did start I think I was twelve or so. So you're far ahead of me."

Nina smiled. "Thanks, oh by the way the news said that it'd be raining in the morning so you should bring an umbrella with you."

"Okay I will, thank you for making me breakfast." She paused in taking a bite of toast when she saw Nina blush. "Nina?"

"Ah no it's nothing I'll keep doing my best!"

In the midst of eating however Nina asked a question.

"By the way, why did you open your window last night?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Last night when I was heading to the bathroom I heard you open your window, it was still raining so I could hear the rain outside. Did you want some fresh air?"