●Chapter 8●

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"Belle! Belle!" Jake yelled, from the other side of the door.

I groaned.

"Go away!" I said.

I want to go to sleep. I hate Mondays.

"Come on, Belle," he said. "You're going to be late for school," he continued.

"I don't care about school," I yelled, from under my blanket.

"Come on! I have to get to work," he whined.

"Okay, I'll be down in 30 minutes tops," I said.

"Thanks and hurry up. You don't want your favorite breakfast get cold, now would you?" he said.

Oh boy...My favorite breakfast is going to be the death of me!

So I got up and went into the bathroom.

After showering, I dressed into a black leggings, a maroon sleeved top and white converse.

Then put my hair into a high ponytail.

I grabbed my black shoulder book bag and packed in my earphones and phone.

Then I skipped downstairs to the kitchen and saw my brother eating breakfast.

The heavenly plate of my favorite food was on the table.

I practically ran to the table and sat down, dropped my bag on the floor and started to eat.

"Enjoying your blueberry waffles and maple syrup?" he asked, eating bacon.

I put my thumb up and nodded while eating.

He chuckled lightly.

"Looks like it's waffles before brothers," he said.

"Nice try," I said.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"I said," I swallowed the food down, "Nice try."

"What? I'm not hearing you clearly?" he said, smirking.

"Oh I see where this is going," I said, pointing my fork at him.

"And where's that?" he asked, innocently.

"Really? Are you going-" I said and then got interrupted.

"Chit chat!" he said, mocking me.

"Shut-" I said and then again got interrupted.

"Chit chat!" he said, mocking me again.

"Wow! Is that all-" I said and got interrupted again.

"Chitty chitty chit chat!" he said, mocking me.

I got up and ran after him.

He grabbed my bag and his bag and ran out of the house and into his car.

"Lock the door," he yelled and then threw the keys at me.

"Ugh," I said and catch it.

I locked the door and walked to his car and got in.

"Good girl," he said, mocking me.

"Don't," I said, warning him.

"Don't what? Hm? Tell me?" he said, smiling.

"Just hurry up and get me to school," I said, putting on my seat belt and sulking in my seat.

"Don't you want to spend quality time with your brother?" he asked.

I groaned then said, "Don't you have to be somewhere else? Like let me remind you. Work?!"

"Awe someone's in a bad mood," he said.

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