baby i ➵ royce

Ch. 1 - Something About Him.

“Wake up dad!” I felt Ashton jumped, straddled, shook me multiple times, trying her best to awake me. “Time to get up for school!”

When she mentioned that, it gave me a reminder. Today is my daughter’s first day of school; first YEAR of school. The year she’s starting off first and fresh is Kindergarten. And I’m surprised that she’s waking me up; instead of me, awakening her. I don’t remember myself setting her alarm clock at all. Since when did she become a morning person? Maybe this what I get for letting her stay with her aunt Sierra sometimes. I’m glad her ass isn’t my real sister.

“Daaaaddd. . .” Ashton began whining. “Get up.”

Just to mess with her, I playfully started to snore.

“You’re not sleep,” She laughed. See, her laughs always make my mornings.

“I know I’m not,” I make a light smile as my eyes remained closed. “So you wanna be my alarm clock?”

“I dunno,” She answered, sounded kinda confused.

“Yeah, you are,” I protested. “Because my clock suppose to make noise to wake me up.”

Before she could say anything, the alarm clock buzzed that caused me to open my eyes instantly.

“Ah!” Ashton squealed and covered her ears.

I chuckled and turned off my digital clock that was displaying of my nightstand next to the lamp.

“Morning sweetheart,” I smiled and I lift up, started to yawn and stretching out my arms, acting like nothing happened previously. “Are you gonna get off me so you can hop in the shower?”

“Oh,” She mumbled and crawl off of me, and started to walk out of my room. I crawled out of my comfortable king sized bed and followed her, just to help her power on the shower to the right water temperature and grab her attire for her flaut on her special day.

After powering on the shower to warm water for Ashton, I closed the door and approached to her room to go into her closet. I opened it and looked below, still deciding whether what famous brand shoes she can walk in on her special first day of school. My eyes kept shifting from the two open boxes of Jordans and Converses. Of course the 23’s I recently bought her come in crazy colors like pink, white, and light blue, while her All Stars low tops contains the color pink. I asked her about this yesterday and she has no clue either… wow. I apologize if you think I’m the most horrible parent because I don’t know what type of shoes should Ashton rock on her little feet. I’m one single parent that seems to have a lack of fashion sense to other’s perspective.