Chapter 4
I woke up a few minutes before the alarm woke me so I turned it off and got out of bed. I got my shower and dressed quickly. Before heading down the stairs I looked out the window to see the storm was still going on. I sighed and went down to the kitchen only to see a bunch of candles askew on the counter.
My mother passed by on her way to her office. I stopped her, “Mom, why are their candles everywhere?”
She rolled her eyes, “People use candles when there’s a power outage.”
“There was another power outage?”
She sighed and rolled her eyes again, “Yeah, it happens when there are bad storms going on.” With that she went to her office and shut the door.
I glanced at the stove and the time said six o’clock. I knew I had to get the boys up so going back up the stairs I went to their room to see them fast asleep and a golf club that we kept in the closet was by their bed.
I flipped on the light switch which made the boys stir. Josh was the first to blink open his eyes. He rubbed them with his hands as Aaron put his head under the covers.
Walking over to their bunk I tapped the golf club, “Why’s the golf club out?”
Josh abruptly stopped rubbing his eyes, “There was a monster in here.”
Aaron agreed, “Its legs kept poking out from under the bed. We beat it with the golf club.”
I shook my head, “You guys know there are no monsters.”
Aaron sat up, “I swear there was! Haila it was in here!”
I put my hands on my hips, “Monster or not, go get ready for school. Brush your teeth.”
They both got up and went to the bathroom. I just turned to leave behind them when I felt my foot touch a groove. Looking down I saw there were grooves that looked like the markings of claws on the floor, towards under their bed.
I sighed; I can’t believe that they would do that to the floor. They know they aren’t to mess with sharp objects.
Leaving their room I grabbed my backpack and headed down to the bus stop to start my daily school routine of class and homework.
The bus pulled up to the bus stop and I hurried on, trying to get out of the rain.
I went back to where Michael sat. He moved closer to the window seat, giving me more room so I could put down my backpack on the floor. He looked at me and said, “Good morning,” then went back to his game on his tablet.
Looking at the screen I saw that it was auralux, a tactic game with suns that give little orbs that you can use to attack the enemy suns. By the looks of it he only had three, one big one that gave two orbs a second and two small ones that gave one a second.
There were at least seven orange suns and probably about nine green ones all with many orbs, while his two small sons had barely enough to protect themselves.
I pointed to his screen, “Looks like you’re losing.”
He sniffed, “Not yet I’m not,” and with that he attacked the closest, weakest sun, taking it over and claiming it as his own.
