Cliché, Touché and Douche

Chapter 1: Burritos.

Everyone usually wakes up by birds chirping or by alarm. But I woke up by the sound of something shattering in the kitchen. "Not again!" I droned in my morning husky voice. I kicked my sheets and made my way down to the kitchen, saw my dad picking up the pieces of a broken bowl.

"You know you're not good at cooking, so why do you even try it?" I whined. My mom is at my grandma's place and my dad is doing experiments in her absences.

"Oh, you are up early kid." That's what he said, ignoring my complaint. Nope, no escaping dad.

Rolling my eyes, I said "What were you trying to make today? I can even smell something dead in that pan, what is it?" I can even see something moving in that pan, I swear! His cooking is always disaster. But he'll never stop it and I cant see him getting any better, not even little because he always puts whatever ingredients he gets.

"Your favourite Mexican burritos! Would you like to have them. Just rolling 'em is all that's left to do." He said with twinkling eyes.

"No!" I exclaimed and gulped. "I'm good with my cereal and burritos at morning is not a good idea dad and you making them is a complete no." No one can eat that and stay alive, I'm just trying to save my life here.

"Oh come on! They are not that bad, to be least try a little. Just teeny tiny bite." Now he is making puppy dog eyes, which is totally irresistible. But no, this is not the time to give in 'el' I warned myself.

"Okay, then. You eat it first." I challenged him. He dropped his face and groaned in defeat.

"Fine, you can have your cereal and make some for me too. I'm getting late for my office." With that he rushed to his room. And I saved my life from those deadly food, no, i cant even say that thing food. Food is on whole different level.

That's my morning routine in the absence of my MA. I hope she come back soon or else the kitchen will be on fire one day and I can actually see it coming. Mom please comes back and save our sweet home!

Dad and I had our breakfast. Dad went to the office early today due to a meeting. I was in my room with a question in my mind "What should I wear today?" Every single day I've this question and it's the hardest one to find a quick solution of.

I'm standing in front of my closet. My closet is full of black and white shades, it's not like I don't have other colours. But, I love black and white. I picked up black sinking jeans and white tank top with black strips on it and paired it up with black leather jacket and white vans.

I start my car and woosh...

______________________________________

Author's note:

Hey everyone,
Poke that little star and make it glow.
Comment your views and share if you like it.

Thanks for reading it.