I Pledge My Love (Revising)

A Good Day

It was a slow morning. That was okay because dad made some great pancakes. Buttermilk and extra eggs, which seems a lot more duisgusric then it actually sounds, as if it would be too rich to think of. Just thirty minutes after I woke up ready for school - and those pancakes.

I knocked on the door outside my own and just to the right. It opened and a face appeared below me.

"Good morning Rain," my little brother said, rubbing his eyes.

I stooped down and hugged him. "Morning Robin. You look so handsome in your school clothes."

The elevn year old smiled up at me with his hazel eyes. He was wearing khaki shorts and a orange polo, like mine, except I had khaki pants.

"I'm too old for that Rain," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Let's go eat some pancakes." I suggested.

He nodded sleepily in response.

Robin was that kind of brother everyone would love to have. He was the sweetest child alive, and there isn't anything I wouldn't do for him.

I listened to my footsteps padding down the stairs as I made my way to the kitchen.

"Good morning Rain. Good morning Robin." chorused both my parents as I sat at our round, wooden table. Mom was already sitting and had a tablet out in front of her. She was most likely working on Food Distribution work. My mother did very well in Mathematics and was awarded Food Distribution Supervisor as her job. Mom chose who got what food and when - she was good at it too.

"Good morning mother. Good morning father." Robin and I replied, echoing the words I said every morning, everyday. Dad was already dressed for his job too. Shiny black jeans and a light weight tank top, just like everyday. Unlike Mom he worked in the fields. Picking and planting corn, all day long, every season. I remember my parents once told me that you couldn't grow corn all year round. Field work wasn't frowned upon, but it wasn't shameful either. My parents worked together a lot, since they both dealt with food.

Dad brought the pancakes over and we all started to eat. I wanted to tell them they were good, but couldn't until they addressed me. Some rules we had bugged me, but the Senator said it was for the best. It was for the best. It was chaos before we established the System.

I got up and put my cream-colored plate in the sink. I swung my standard-issue bag over my shoulders and looked at my parents expectantly.

"Have a good day at school Rain." Mom said, not bothering to look up, keeping her dark brown eyes intently focused on her work.

"Be good and stay out of trouble Rain." Dad didn't look up either, but instead kept shoveling pancake bites into his mouth, preparing for the energy consuming day ahead.

"Thank you mother. I will father." I mumbled, pushing the door open and letting it swing close behind me after I waved goodbye to Robin. We start school when we're twelve, so Robin would stay at home.

I walked to school alone, wanting to get out of the cold. It was the middle of winter and it was almost sixty outside, the coldest it had been in a while. As soon as I saw the school I dashed inside, still cold and barely noticing how faded the letters that read 'SCHOOL' in bold print looked.

"Morning Rain." Hudson matched his step with mine in the school foyer.

"Morning Hudson." I replied.

We turned left through the hallway where Quinn joined us. He was panting and a flurry of red hair and freckles.

"You won't believe what happened," Quinn tried to tell me.