Love hates.

Chapter 4

I was woken up by the feeling of someone poking my cheeks.

"You're cheeks are so soft" I heard.

I opened my eyes to see Ariana poking my cheeks in amazement.
I slapped her hand away from my face and sat up.

"Creep." I said.

"Are my cheeks that soft?" Ariana said, poking her cheeks testing if they were as soft as mine.

"Get out of here, what are you doing... why are you here?!" I said irritated.

"Calm down. Mom told me to wake you up."

I looked at the clock it was 9:01in the morning. I remembered that we had to go help the neighbors unpack.

I groaned and slammed my head on the pillow snuggling with my covers a bit more not wanting to get up.

"Noooo get uppp!" Ariana said pulling my covers.

"Noooooooo." I mumbled gripping my covers tighter.

"Malerie get up!" Ariana said managing to take the covers off.
I suddenly felt naked in cold without my covers, even though I did have pajamas on.

I grumbled and took my pillow I was laying my head on, and put it over my head.

"Ugh." Ariana grumbled taking a deep breath. "MOM TELL MALERIE TO GET UP!" she yelled at her top of her lungs.

I groaned. "Ariana shut up!" taking my face out of my pillow, and finding the energy to sit up and get out of bed.

"Finally!" Ariana said in an accomplished voice.

I rolled my eyes. "Get out of my room already." I said lazily pointing to the door and walking over to get some clothes.

Ariana shot me a successful smile and said "Moms making oatmeal by the way."

I groaned dramatically, and ran to my bed and grabbing a pillow and throwing it at her.
But of course I missed because she was already out the door.

My face turned  Of course she told mom to make oatmeal, I hate it.

This is already a bad day, I thought while getting my underwear, a tank top, a hoodie and some leggings.

I took a ten minute shower and got out putting on my clothes. I brushed my hair and put it in a ponytail. Then I decided to put on a coat of mascara and was done.

I made my way down stairs going into the kitchen.

"You took a while." mom said.

"Sorry." I said while going to the little closet where we keep most of our food. My house always seemed to be filled with a bunch of snacks and food. It was rare when we didn't have a stash of food. My mom has always had money from her job, and has this obsession with buying all kinds of food.

Valerie has always said that I have a little Walmart in my kitchen so I guess I see it like that.

I decided to eat some fruity pebbles so I got the box and some milk and started pouring the milk in first. Then poured a bunch of fruity pebbles on top. I've always loved having more cereal than milk in the bowl.

"It's fine I'm just saying that we have to go at 9:30 so you only have seven minutes left. So you better hurry." she said while I went to get a spoon.

"Alright." I mumbled.

I notice my mom was reading a book. What me and my mom both have in common is that we love to read. I guess it's another of the few ways we bond.

"Are you reading a new book?" I asked.