7:30 am "Pill"
"Ugh!" I turn over, take my pill, set an alarm for 8:30 and go back to sleep.
8:30 am
I press the stop button on the alarm and sit up.
"Shower first or breakfast first?" I ask myself, eyes still closed. "I'm hungry now." I stand and walk to the door, eyes somewhat open to see where to walk.
"Mooooom." I yawn.
No answer. I walk to her room and open the door to see her still asleep so I close the door slowly and head to the kitchen.
"So it's my turn to wake her up with amazing breakfast smells." I wipe my eyes and wash my hands after.
I cook omelettes. Mine with eggs, of course, ham, spinach, tomatoes and cheese, Mom's the same but also with jalapeños.
I set the table and give myself a glass of apple juice (I'm still a child) and my mom coffee.
I walk down the hallway and knock on moms door and open it. "Hey lazy bones wake up breakfast is ready." I go back to the kitchen leaving her door open.
I sit down and look up to see my mom walking into the kitchen rubbing her eyes.
"Morning sleepyhead." I say stuffing a piece of omelet into my mouth.
"Morning." She yawns.
"You must've taken a whole sleeping pill last night huh?" I ask.
"Yeah I did. I couldn't sleep." She admits.
"Well I made you breakfast," I point, "have a seat."
She sits down, sugars her coffee and adds creamer. "You're not grumpy this morning... why?"
"Wow. Can't I be happy this early in the morning at least sometimes?" I gasp, playing hurt.
"Uh, no." She answers.
"Well okay then. I'm just ready for the game tonight." I say with a bounce.
"Oh yeah. I forgot about the game." She takes a sip of coffee.
"I didn't. I'm pumped, it's homecoming!" I drink some juice.
"Yeah, yeah. I only watch football on TV and only the Longhorns." she takes a bite.
"That's definitely not true. We always watch football Mom." I remind her.
"Okay well so far this season it's only been the Longhorns." She says.
"Ehh. I guess so." I take my last bite and stand to put the dishes in the sink.
"So I take it I'm on clean up duty like always?" She stands.
"Would you please?" I laugh and start to the stairs.
"Do I have a choice?" She stretches her arms.
"Hmm. Shouldn't this be the other way around?" I ask.
"Whatever, go on and do something." She shrugs.
"I love you mooom." I trail away.
"Love you tooooo." She replies.
I go into my room and close the door. "Shower, makeup, outfit and chill." I plan my day out.
I plug my phone into the speaker and play my country playlist.
1.5 hours later
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His Citified Cowgirl
Teen FictionPaige was from Texas and one day her mom decided they were going to move .... to South Carolina. Paige wasn't very fond of the idea until she arrived at school. Sure she had some crushes like all young girls do and she usually went for the nerdy guy...