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*Beep beep beep*
I groggily open one eye while struggling to lift my left arm over towards my bedside table.
*Beep beep beep*
I slam my hand down on what I thought was my purple alarm clock, but instead I just hit the surface of the table causing me to grunt.
*Beep beep beep*
Feeling irritated, I lift my head up and pop both eyes open making sure to actually hit the alarm clock with determination, suddenly relieved when I am welcomed with silence.
I slowly lower my head back down against my plush pillow, letting my eyes flutter until they are fully closed, smiling at the darkness that surrounds me.
I inhale a deep breath of air and sigh contently, snuggling my comforter around my shivering body.
I am finally at peace again when suddenly...
"Addilyn Bishop, you better not be sleeping!"
I glare, but make no attempt to move.
As I hear loud footsteps echoing from outside of my bedroom door, I quickly pull the covers over my head and pretend to be at one with the mattress.
When my door suddenly swings open, I instantly cease from moving.
"Addilyn. If I heard correctly, and I know that I did, your alarm has gone off already." My mom says from across the room.
"This is all a dream mom. You're actually still sleeping soundly in your own bed." I smirk from under the covers.
"You know what, you're right. This must be a dream because the Addilyn I know would never keep her room looking this bad." I hear my mom sigh.
I resist the urge to roll my eyes.
I fling the blanket off my face and turn to look at my mom who is now picking up my clothes from the floor, and placing them in my dirty clothes hamper.
"Mom, stop cleaning my room. I am more than capable." I deadpan.
"Oh really? Then why wasn't this done already?" She asks.
"I said more than capable, not that I wanted to." I smirk as I sit up in bed and stretch my arms out.
"You kids today... I don't see how you enjoy living like slobs." My mom states while putting the last piece of clothing into my black hamper.
"Times have changed mom. Nobody cares if their rooms are messy and you shouldn't either." I get up from bed and drag my feet towards my closet to pick out an outfit.
Just as I yank my closet door open, my dad pops his head into my bedroom door.
"Breakfast is ready!" He cheers.
"The sass is real with this one." My mother scoffs while pointing her head towards me.
"Sass huh? Should we return fire or just break out into song?" My dad smirks in my direction.
"Ugh both of you get out!" I yell while taking out a pair of plain blue jeans and a dark purple sweater from my messy closet.
"Fine Addie, but hurry up if you want any breakfast. You know how your brother is." My mom sang as she pushes my dad from the entrance of my bedroom door and closes it behind them.
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Between the Raindrops | ✓
Teen FictionI'm stuck between trying to live my life, and trying to run from it. The ever-growing beautiful chaos is both intriguing and horrifying. Should I try to keep my head above water? Or, is it just easier to let myself drown? - This book is edited - _...
