As my alarm went off I was already awake, to say it had been a restless night was an understatement. I had been tossing and turning all night thinking about everything that went on with Jeremy.
I have come to the conclusion that I’m not going to let him ruin my summer. I will forget all about him for the next 3 weeks and just have the time of my life. He is a crush and I will make myself get over him.
With that in mind I jumped out of bed and went on with my morning routine, I didn’t wake up the guys this time, I was pretty sure mom had already pulled them all out of bed. Our flight leaves at noon and it was now 8.
I already had everything packed I just needed to throw the last few things in the suitcase and then I was ready to go.
I skipped down the stairs with my small carry on suitcase, and left the big one upstairs for one of the guys to bring down. As I got to the kitchen all four of my brothers looked up at me, each and everyone with a tired expression and a cup of coffee, none of them was a morning person.
Jonathan looked at me worried and I smiled reassuringly trying to tell him that I was okay telepathically.
“Morning boys!” I greeted and was met by a unanimous grunt.
I slumped down next to Thomas and he passed me a piece of toast with raspberry jam on. I all but showed it in my mouth and thanked him.
Mom and dad had already eaten and were running around like crazy, making sure we had remembered everything, they always did that and they were mostly cursing in Danish.
“Evelyn have you seem my blue dress?” Mom yelled from the living room.
“You put it in dads suitcase along with his suit mom” I managed to answer between bites.
Thomas handed over a new piece of toast when the first was gone and Peter sat a glass of milk down in front of me before walking out of the kitchen, it was a typical breakfast, I never had to get anything myself my brothers always had everything ready for me.
“When are the cabs getting here?” I asked the table but didn’t get an answer, my dad walked in and kissed the top of my head.
“Godmorgen skat” he spoke in Danish greeting me good morning with the danish pet name they used for all of us, it was a term used for everyone you loved, it means treasure but they use it like honey or sweetie, it’s also the name of the Danish taxes which we found rather amusing, the people you love is given the same name as the people taking 40% of your paycheck every month.
“Morning dad, when are the caps here?” I asked him hoping he wouldn’t ignore me like my brothers.
“Jackson and Jeremy offered to drive, they should be here soon” He answered as he looked at his watch and walked out of the kitchen shouting for my mom.
I suddenly felt my good mood vanish, Jeremy was coming, I’d only just gotten myself used to the idea of not seeing him, and having time away from the feeling I get around him, to figure out what I’m gonna do, and now I gotta get in a car with him for an hour. I’d just have to get in Mr. Harris's car.
3 minutes later the doorbell rang and all hell broke lose, everyone ran around getting all their stuff ready and hurried to get into the cars and get going.
I asked Thomas to bring my suitcase down with him and he promised he’d do it, he might throw it down the stairs but at least I didn’t have to carry it. I ran up and grabbed my carry on looking around to see if I’d missed something, and got out when I was satisfied everything was there. As I got down and went outside I realized I was the first one there.
