Gilding Above

Chapter 1

"Hhhhaaaamnnnn" I slowly pried my eyes open and rolled onto my side.
"whaa-aa what tiime is it?"

I forced my hand out from under the covers where it was ravaged by an unforgiving heat. Forced back into the safety of my den I slowly regained my composure.

After a moment I got a glimpse of the outside world.. "It's much too bright" ... Wait? If it's bright outside then.. No school today!

I did normally get myself up for school but when I didn't my mom did. If she didn't, than I was probably bunking which I was okay with because I normally only missed two or three days a term. All of this flew through my head in record time.

I pulled my protective layer closer and got more comfortable knowing that I was no longer in the danger of having to see all of my classmates.

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As I wobbled up the stairs to the kitchen I heard no voices at all. Which was normal because usually when I bunked school my two sisters still had to go.

I really felt for them, the nightmare of having to deal with people that are constantly judging your every step, the fear of making one wrong move and you're life was over...

"sooooo what am I making for breakfast? let's seee we have bread, eggs aaaannnnddd." I glided over to the fridge and whispered "bacon... I could make some real stuff with these three, aaahhh yes it's all coming together."

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I expertly cracked two eggs into a bowl and threw away the egg shells, after vigorously mixing the eggs with my trusty fork I took two pieces of bread and dropped them into the bowl.

When I was sure that the bread had learned it's lesson I released it from the eggs icy grip... And threw them both onto the pan.

After adding in the bacon I got all of the extras ready to do their part for king and country. Sargent cinnamon you will be taking up the rear

"eye"

And you hotel honey, I need you to cover bravo bacon.

"yes sir!"

When the bread was finally done in the pan I put it onto a plate. I then layed down the bacon on top of the bread, leisurely drizzled the honey, and sprinkled the cinnamon on top of the soft, warm toast. It was the absolute best breakfast I have ever had. And then my mom walked in.