What Was Once

Chapter 1- Michael

"Master Stark, it is time for you to wake up." JARVIS announced. I groaned, turning on my side and pulling the covers closer to me. "Master Stark." JARVIS repeated. Groaning again, I sat up and stretched before getting up and walking to the kitchen.

"Good morning, sleepy head." Dad greeted when he saw me walk in then he took a sip of his coffee. I rolled my eyes as I shuffled to the coffee pot, getting my own cup. Bringing the cup of warm liquid up to my lips, I took a sip and sighed.

"Now you can make fun of me." I remarked. "Who do you think I get that from?" Dad rolled his eyes.

"Whatever." He muttered. I smirked, taking another sip of coffee.

"Is that Michael?" Mom asked from the dining room. I looked behind me but I couldn't see him.

"Hi mom!" I greeted instead. Dad pointed behind me. I rolled my eyes before walking to the other room with my coffee.

"Good." Mom remarked as we almost collided. I took a step back so I wasn't in his way. He smiled at me. "Because breakfast is ready." My eyes widened as I looked to the plates behind him. I licked my lips.

"Yum." Dad and I said as we sat down around the table. Mom smiled. I started cutting up my pancakes as he looked around.

"Where are your sisters?" Mom asked. I shrugged, shoving a piece into my mouth. Mom makes amazing pancakes but dad makes amazing waffles. "JARVIS, can you get the girls?"

"Mistress Jessica and Mistress Robin are on their way." JARVIS announced. I raised an eyebrow; someone was missing. "I'm afraid you will have to eat without Mistress Stark. She was up too late last night working on her posters and is passed out right now. I would rather not wake her." Mom and dad shared a look as I took a sip of my coffee. Colleen and her stupid posters. What are they even for this time?

"Thank you JARVIS." Mom said a moment later as he sat down. Less than two minutes later, two of my sisters came down and sat at the table.

"What took you so long?" I asked the oldest of the two which just so happened to be the one sitting across me: Jessica. She started cutting into her food before answering.

"Our alarm clocks didn't go off." She answered simply. "I forgot to turn mine on and Rob's phone was powered down." I looked between the two.

"See, this is why you just ask JARVIS to wake you up." I told them. Robin rolled her eyes.

"I can wake up without the help of our artificial intelligence, thank you very much." She remarked before taking a bite of her food. I rolled my eyes. Dad flipped the page in the newspaper he was reading.

"Why not? He works even better than an alarm clock." I stated. "He can tell you when you're about to be late." Robin rolled her eyes.

"I'm not a lazy douchebag that can't be bothered to get an alarm clock." I glared at her from across the table. She shrugged and went back to eating her food. Mom looked between the two of us, waiting for one of us to comment but we didn't. Robin wasn't worth it.

"Hurry up you three, you still need to get dressed." Dad informed us. I glanced to the clock and decided that I could eat the rest after school.

I ran upstairs a moment later. Not even looking, I threw on a black tee with a wicked web design on it and a pair of basketball shorts. Slipping on my red gym shoes, I grabbed my backpack that matched. Flattening out my hair, I headed back downstairs.

Robin was wearing a black shirt, jeans, and a red flannel. In summer. I could never understand her. She had her dark green converse on with her black backpack and her choker. Her hair was brushed into her face to cover up the eyeliner she was wearing.