Sunflower 🌻

The traveling day

Hello, my fellow readers. I hope you enjoy this story. But I'm not the smartest person, so if theirs any words misspelled or bad grammar, don't mind that. Just a 14 year old girl.

All of my work is from scratch, just to make it clear. I didn't copy off of anyone. The characters have strong mind. As your going to find out.

And don't hate/

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I wake up to find out everyone in your house is already, ready to go but me. "Becca hurry up!" I hear mom screaming at me, losing her patience, as I'm making my coffee. I'm shocked that the whole universe can't hear her, or they can. I shrug at the thought of it. "Becca!" I hear mom say again even more angry and annoyed in her voice raising.

"Okay, okay mom, I will be ready in a few" I say running upstairs to my room before she can yell at me again. I feel my legs about to give up as I'm at the middle of the stairs. Shoot, I need to workout or sum. But everyone knows, I don't workout. If you think that, then you aren't even human. Well as I say that I'm not even human, well all my family says that even my friends and teachers. Maybe I'm a funky creature.

I walk slowly up the stairs exhausted. I go to my room and change into them quickly. Basically my morning routine. I go out my hair in a messy bun and don't even bother to do my makeup. Ain't nobody has time for that. I flop on some socks and shoes. Brush my teeth, and run downstairs.

I look over and see my coffee spilling everywhere. (Omg! Again Becca! Really!)I can hear my mom saying. I run over to the right where the cloths are and wet it over at the sink. I wipe off the white counter top and my cup. I panic as I'm hearing footsteps coming closer.

I run to the sink and as I'm doing that I feel a bump and my hand losses grip of my coffee cup that was already slipping. I look over to see my little brother Jonathan. He's 3 years old. I stare at him madly and then madness forms. I'm gonna die bc of this little stupid head.

"Omg! JONATHAN!!" I scream, where the whole neighborhood can hear me. He looks up at me and sticks his tongue out. I feel like I have red horns coming out of me! He's so annoying!! Why? Why?! I'm gonna freakin die!! Well tell Billie Eillish I love her and play her music when I'm going in the ground.

He runs off before I can get him and I hear my moms voice. "Becca we only have thirty minutes till the flight leaves!" I hear mom saying madly but trying to sound nicely but can't fight the madness and stress in her voice.

"Well Jonathan pushed me while I was carrying my coffee and now I don't have any." I say not telling her about it spilling everywhere. She looks at me annoyed and crossing her hands over her belly.

"He's only 3 years old, Becca" I hear her say sticking up for him. She always does that. Anger forms. This is why I need my coffee. I roll my eyes.

She walks off until the door. "Hurry up" She says a little nicer than the first tome. I run and grab the rags and wet it. I scrub the floor until most of it comes off. I grab my phone bc my bags are already in the car.

I hear my car beeping. Ugh this is why they never take me anywhere. I run out and obviously I'm gonna be forgetting something bc I always do. But oh well.

She buckles up and drives till we get their.

Now ten minutes later*

We're running in the airport to catch our flight. Yeah thanks to me we're gonna not make it. Then my mom is gonna kill me.

I'm exhausted of running. I'm breathing hard, so I stop and my legs feel like they're about to fall. Everyone staring but doesn't bother me. "Becca get over here now!" I hear her scream. She's handing the person our tickets to where we get on the plane.