WIN P.O.V
"Bunnie wake up"!
"I'm coming I'm coming" I grumbled. My papa was literally a human alarm clock. With no snooze button.
Sigh.
"Bunnie do I have to tell you twice?! Come down stairs now, or you'll be late to breakfast"! My Papa hollered.
"Okay"! I shouted back, quickly racing into the bathroom. I knew from experience that dad would scarf down all the pancakes if I didn't race down fast enough.
I rushed to the bathroom, I settled on a White shirt, black skinny jeans, and my white converse. I quickly brushed brown hair, letting it settle into its natural style. Giving myself a final nod in the mirror, I raced downstairs into the kitchen as fast as I could.
"How'd I do"? I held my hands up and panted almost out of breath.
"3 minutes flat, I'm impressed" dad mumbles, his mouth full of pancake.
"Well I'd be more impressed if you could've gotten up half an hour earlier to help me make the delicious breakfast your father is currently finishing" my papa chimed in, pausing to rub pancake bits from my dad's cheek.
I rolled my eyes playfully, and took a seat at the round booth surrounding our marble kitchen table, and started to cut my blueberry pancakes in half. "Sorry paps, next time I'll try to wake up in the middle of my dream about mario maurer almost about to kiss me" I teased. my papa playfully flicked me with her kitchen towel, as we spilled into giggles.
"Wait a minute, who is this Mario Maurer? You know I have to meet all your boyfriends first Win". My dad said sternly which caused me and my mom to burst into even more laughter. I wasn't sure which one was funnier, the blueberry pancake bits all over dad's round face, or the fact that he didn't know who Mario Maurer was.
I finished up my pancakes. "Okay paps, gotta catch the early bus" I chirped. I usually went to school on the early bus, as I don't have my drivers license, and It gave me a little quiet time to think to myself. I reached across the table to give dad a kiss on his cheek. I headed for papa cheek, when suddenly, he stopped me.
"Not so fast Win, there's not really a need for you to take the early bus anymore..." my papa trailed
"Why"? I questioned popping a blueberry into my mouth.
"Well, you see..." my papa said fiddling with his thumbs.
"What...?" I asked precautiously.
Papa always fiddled with his thumbs when he was nervous.
"Gun and I were chatting the other day, and you see bunnie, Bright just got his drivers license..."
"Paps seriously!?"
I knew what this meant. I'd have to ride in a car with Bright for the rest of tenth grade and probably till the end of high school. It's all my papa and Bright's Papa talked about, us riding together, and how it would be perfectly safe. It just simply wasn't fair that he born earlier than me. I'd have to wait till next year to get my license, let alone imagine the amount of time, I would take convincing my parents to let me learn how to drive. Of course they would send me off backpacking and carpooling with the one and only Bright Vachirawit.
"Win it's not that bad-" my papa stated in his meekly tone.
"Not that bad?! I beg to differ"! I shouted, cutting him off, "I know that our families are best friends, but that's not the case with me and Rawit, period".
"Well, here I thought me and dear Mr. Little Bunny were the best of friends".
Well talk about perfect timing. I'd recognize the fake snarky accent any day.
Bright.
"Bright"! My papa screeched as he went to give him a big hug and a slobbery kiss like he always does. His fake accent while annoyed me to the brink of frustration, had my papa ultimately charmed.
"Hey uncle Gulf" he said giving my mom a huge hug.
"Hey uncle Mew, looking good". Bright crossed over the table to give him a friendly hug too. The funny thing was while me and Bright weren't the best friends, we were however best friends with each other's parents.
I still refused to turn around, as my dad hugged Bright back and my papa asked whether he should prepare blueberry pancakes for him. Pancakes were the wolf's favorite.
"You know I could never say no to your pancakes uncle" he said still using that annoying accent pitched earned a high pitched giggle from my papa.
"Oh I almost forgot all about my little Bunny" he said gradually returning back to his normal deep voice.
Oh god please don't let him hug me from behind my waist, please dear god, please- I mentally prayed.
Too little too late. Bright swung me around from my waist.
He spun me around so I faced him, while he was still holding me up in the air.
"Hello Bunny" he smirked.
"Bright" I frowned.
Bright was undeniably very attractive, with his dark brown hair, and cunning smile, but I knew who he really was. And I couldn't stand it. I swung my face so I looked into his dark brown eyes. We always bore our eyes into each other's trying to intimidate the other.
His dark brown eyes met my brown ones. We stared at each other for at least a solid ten minutes time trying to creep the other out. But, I didn't mind staring into his eyes, in fact if it was the one thing I did like about Bright, it would have to be his eyes. They were Dark and wide , and had light brown specks in them if you looked close enough, the light brown specks shined in the morning sunlight, flickering, almost like looking into a time machine traveling to another dimension.
SNAP
"Awwww you guys are adorable" my papa cooed as the picture he had taken of us came out of his Polaroid camera.
"And look! You're even wearing matching outfits"! He clapped his hands gleefully, hopping up and down.
I looked down glancing at Bright's and my outfit. Of course he just had to wear a white shirt with black stripes, black jeans, and his classic white Adidas.
"This is going in the scrap book" my papa cheerfully announced.
"I'm also sending this picture right to Gun" my papa added, squealing. My papa and Bright's mom, Gun, always thought we would end up together,
"it's destiny I know it" my papa would always say.
"Well anything to make you happy uncle" Bright winked. I mentally groaned. It was only 7:05 AM and Bright had already managed to get on my annoyed side.
"Bright there's still an hour before you two have to leave! Come and join us for pancakes son" my dad said cheerfully patting Bright on the back.
"Don't mind if I do" Bright said releasing me to the ground without the slightest indication.
"Thanks for the heads up" I mumbled sarcastically at him from the floor, as he took my seat, helping himself to heaps of pancakes as he layered the blueberries on MY plate.
"No problem Bunny" he slyly winked at me.
This was going to be a very long day.
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