My Demon

1 - First Unusual Night

  I woke up at 6:00 A.M., as usual, to get ready for highschool, or let's say I tried to wake up. Okay, okay, I didn't wake up! I just slammed the alarm clock and went to sleep again. My mother tried to wake me up but couldn't, I'm the world champion of sleeping, so she used the most powerful weapon to wake me up- my younger brother, Peter. He jumped on me and shook me, screamed and hit me, until I finally was wide awake.

"Hehehe." Peter giggled, as usual.

"Peter! Would you just leave me alone for one day!?" I scolded him.

"Well you know you could have woke up the easy way, Liz." My mom answered me instead, leaning on my room's entrance.

  Peter got off me and went down to eat his breakfast with my father. I lazily crawled to the bathroom. Midway, without me noticing, Peter jumped on me and started shouting.

"Horsie! Horsie!" He pulled my hair.

"PETER! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I shouted so high in order for Mom to hear.

"Peter, come and take your lunchbox before your father eats what's inside." Mom called for Peter just as planned.

"No! I want a horsie!"

"Munch. Munch. Mmm, it's delicious. Peter, I ate your lunch." My father pretended.

  Peter started shouting and screaming. He scurried down and checked his lunchbox. Once he was satisfied, he started laughing.

  I went to the bathroom to take a fast comforting bath. The hot water trickled down my back. I started scrubbing my body, getting the stress out of me. I continued pouring hot water that evaporated the stress that had once made me frown on Mondays. I put on my clothes, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and tied my hair into a ponytail.

  I ate my breakfast quickly and kissed Mom on her cheek. I ran to the car and to my surprise, Peter sat in the passenger seat next to my father. My face turned red and I was so pissed off so I tried pissing Peter off too.

"Peter, do you know something?"

"What?"

"What is 1 + 1?"

  Peter was in his first year of Kindergarten so he knew nothing about these things.

"Ummm, 11?"

"Wrong, 2! See, the front seat is for older people who know math. Don't sit there again, it's my place, Peter.

  He started shouting which made my father upset. Our short trip ended in me getting scolded. "Nice try, Lizzie." I thought.

  I made my way to the class after I blowed a kiss to my father and, if you believe it or not, Peter. After I put my books in my locker, Emilia popped up as usual, but it still freaks the hell out of me.

"Liz! I missed you so much! It's been so long, like 11 hours! You really changed!" Emilia chuckled.

"Yeah, it's been so long since you came yesterday at 5:30 P.M. and left at 7:45 P.M.!" I continued with her and ended up laughing.

"So, how are you girl?"

"Pissed off. Peter sat in the front seat and my father scolded me because I tried to piss Peter off. What about you? "

"Well, kind of hungry. I only ate 2 bacon and egg sandwiches."

"And you're hungry?"

"Kind of - hold on a second. My stomach is saying something. Yeah yeah I know. I'm famished, Liz."

"We better run to class before we're too late."

"But I'm hungry, Liz!"

  I grab Emilia's hand and run to the class. Luckily, we made it on time with our literature books.