Is this where our Abilities takes us?

Chapter 7 -It's pretty.

I'm changing the update schedule to once a month, Sorry y'all. Life's been busy

Fun Fact: Danielle and Oliver are second years, Valentine is a first year (just so y'know)

[The chapter has me teaching y'all how to cook omelettes lmao]

I woke up by the sound of my alarm clock ringing loudly, Slowly killing my eardrums. I grabbed the alarm clock and turned it off. I rolled around my bed and went back to sleep.

5 minutes later~

I got up and and started to walk downstairs so that I could prepare breakfast. I looked around the living room and It didn't seem that anyone was up at all. I went to the fridge and grabbed a few eggs, Onions, Tomatoes, and green onions.

I cracked the eggs open and started whisking it in the bowl, After it looked like it was okay I left it and started chopping the onions and tomatoes. I brought the pan out and placed it on the stove as I turned the knob to start the fire.

I tilted the plate full of the chopped goods over the pan, causing it to make a sizzling sound as they fell on the pan. After a few seconds I poured the bowl of whisked eggs onto the pan and I sprinkled a pinch of salt over it.

A minute or two later, I flipped it over and I turned the stove off. Me being careful to not let it break apart, I gently placed the omelette on the plate and waited for everyone to wake up before I start eating.

Some time has passed and I looked at the clock to see that it's already starting to turn 8, I yawned and folded my arms on the table as I rested my head on it. Soon my eyes closes and I drift off to sleep again.

A hand slammed the table so I sat up and rubbed my eyes, All the while I process everything.

"Surprised?" Layla asked as she was standing there with her usual pink hoodie, Red jogging pants and her infamous, messy blonde hair. "Yeah, Pretty much. You've actually woken up pretty early for someone like you." I replied to her "Oh hey, You cooked breakfast! It's been a while since I've last ate something you cooked." Layla's eyes sparkled as she drooled over the food.

She started reaching for the plate but I slapped it away before she even laid a finger on it. "What was that for?" Layla asked as she stared at me with a look while rubbing her hand on the part I slapped. "Don't start eating without the rest of the family." I told her

"R-Right." Layla said as she crossed her arms, Soon both of our tummies rumbled from hunger. I checked the clock and saw that it was already turning to 9 "Time is going by quickly." I pointed out. "Should I go wake them up?" Layla asked, I nodded. Layla started to walk upstairs to Spencer's room

"Oh but, You let mom sleep some more. . ." I stood up from my chair. "Yeah, I got that." Layla smiled softly at me as she gave me a thumbs up "Thanks." I thanked her silently. Mom's getting old.  .  . I just hope that she spent enough time with Spencer before everything is too late.

"SPENCER?!" Layla yelled from upstairs which caught my attention

"What's wrong? What happened?" I asked Layla as she was running around the house frantically 

"H-He's not in his room." Layla panicked, Soon I was too. I ran upstairs to make sure he wasn't in his room and Layla isn't pranking me, It was true, He wasn't in his room. I looked under his bed, In his closet, and behind the mirror. 

He's not in his room.

"O h-  Um..." Layla stopped panicking as she stood in front of Mom's room.