Royally Misfits

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

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I wake up to the sun beams shining down on my face. I look out the window to see the sun rising across the yard, and over the rusty lawn furniture that looks like it will fall apart any moment. Which it probably will if you touch it. We all think it has been there before WWIII. The beams of light glistening over the wild, untameable grass, just peaking over the tops of the tall trees. To some people waking up as the sun is rising, is a bit early. But for me its usual, I'm always awake before anyone in the house is awake.

I stretched out my muscles, then crawled out of bed. Literally. Everyones 'bed' in the house is just a mattress with some blankets and pillows on the floor. Nothing really special about it. I make my way over to my dresser to pick out my clothes for the day. Since we don't really have a big budget for clothes, we usually go for the cheapest ones. Which consist of plain shirts, plain pants, and plain jackets.

If you're lucky to have saved up enough money that is. You see we need our clothes to last, so we go to stores that make 'good quality'. So clothes that aren't hand-me downs, and don't rip as easily, or as fast. We have a jacket, I made sure of that. And because of the fact that money is scarce, Misfits usually drop out and start working. Most of the Misfits here have a job, or do small jobs here and there. Pretty much anything to get money.

I decide to wear my favorite navy blue long sleeve shirt, and a pair of dark jeans with rips in them. The rips weren't there when I bought them, and I get looks when I wear them. Wearing ripped clothing isn't cool. It just shows how poor you are. I don't really have the money to buy new pants at the moment, so I'm sticking with these ones. I put on my runners that have been sown up, to many times to count. And have new sols for the bottom, since I have worn out the other two.

Once changed I make my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face. Once I was finished brushing my teeth and wash my face, I pick up my brush and start mission impossible. Ten minutes later, after a lot of swears, my hair is brushed. I grab a hoop and make a tail. Hoop is what we call an elastic band that goes in our hair to hold it. One day our history teacher said that before the wars, there wasn't an actual name for. Now a days some people call them bands.

I go out of the bathroom and head to the kitchen. Once in the kitchen I start to make everyones lunch. Ari and Lilys lunches are always the easiest to make, they eat what ever you give them and not a lot of it. Well comparted to me and Derek its not a lot of food. You see me and Derek eat as much as werewolfs do, but the thing is were Misfits not Nats. I mean we could be Half-mix, its what hybrids are called, not nice I know.

But we would never know until out sixteenth birthday anyway. And besides the wolves or leaches would sniff us out if we were Half-mix.
When I was done making everyones lunch I started on breakfest. I opened up the fridge and notice that we're low on food, I'll have to buy some later. I start making french toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, and wash some fruit. When I'm halfway finished cooking breakfest, I hear a heard of feet running down the stairs. I laugh quietly to myself at how weird my family can be.

I turn around with the frying pan full of hot scrambled eggs in my hand, that just came off the stove to almost run into Derek. If he hadn't jumped back, is stomach would have been burned.

"Derek what have I told you about standing behind me when I cook! Are you ignorant or plain stupid!" That little rant was a cross between a growl and a yell.

"Well I'm hungry, so hurry up." Derek demanded.

"I'm hungry too dumb-ass but you don't see me being a pian in the ass!" I screech at him.