GoodGirl BadGirl

Chapter 5 l

Chapter Five: Normality doesn't run in this family, it gallops

Katerina's POV

The weekend: the two days that I truly believe someone, somewhere in the world has created a fast forward button and they're using it against the world. I mean one minute you're going to bed on a Friday night and the next you're waking up on a Monday morning, trying to fight off your siblings or parents for just one more second of sleep. As far as I know most teenagers wake up when their alarm goes off, in my house that's not the case. Seven years ago I learnt that there was no need for an alarm clock because why bother with an annoying beeping mechanism when you have the cast of every Disney song you know.

Downstairs I could hear the beginnings of Disney's most infamous song and slowly I counted down from five, as soon as I hit one my door burst open and there stood two of Satan's most adorable minions, brown hair tousled, brown eyes wide awake, big grins, and ready for their morning karaoke session.

I just about managed to take cover before they ran towards me and jumped up on the bed, "Let it goooo, let it goooo, can't hold It back anymoooore" one of them screeched or 'sang majestically' as our mother like to put it, "Let it goooo, let it goooo, turn away and slam the doooor" (oh the irony) the other joins in as they both proceeded to use my bed as their personal stage, until my mother walks in five seconds later.

Now, you would think that she would at the very least stop them from trampling her sleep deprived daughter, but oh no ladies and gentlemen that's not what my mother would do. Instead like every mother who secretly dotes on the youngest siblings more than the others, she joins in: "I don't caaare, what they're going to say, let the storm rage ooooon, the cold never bothered me anyway" by now the twins had ceased their jumping and joined in with mother dearest. I try to block out their singing but it's no use, they won't leave until I'm out of my bed, so instead I peek out from behind my covers and pounce on the nearest twin; the other screams and runs to my mother laughing.

I begin my tickle fest on the one I had captured, "Kit-t-t-t-Ka-a-a-at, I'm so-so-sorry, p-p-please s-s-s-stop" he manages to wheeze out in between fits of laughter, I halt my actions and look down on him, his face breathless and red, his warm hazel eyes sparkling with laughter and his lips twitched into a huge smile. Giving him my best stern look I say to him "First of all Good Morning and second of all why can't you be normal and just call me to wake up", he giggles and sits up, while his other half attacks me from behind, jumping on my back I hear behind me "because normal is boring Kit-Kat" I chuckle softly and smile.

 "Yes mi hija you should know by now normality doesn't run in this family, however insanity is within the genes" my mother adds in. I turn towards her "Good Morning to you too Ma, and thanks for the wakeup call" I say sarcastically, yawning. She laughs and kisses me on my forehead "Good Morning mi hija, I hope you had a nice sleep" she pauses and bends down to pick up my little brother "because you're on babysitting duty tonight" she finishes.

"What!" I say at the same times the twins say "Yes!"

My little sister who was behind me climbs down on to my lap, "It's gonna be so fun Kit-Kat, we-we can play Frozen and I pwomise I'll let you be Elsa" she says trying to convince me with her puppy dog eyes.

I smile and pretend to think about it "hmmm " I think out loud, "only if you let me be Anna" I say watching her face light up knowing how much she loves to be Elsa, "but" I continue "you have to let me wear the tiara for five minutes", immediately her face scrunches up in to a cute little frown.

"Two" she bargains with me, "Four" I reply, "One" she counters, "Three" I counter back,

"Three and a half" she responds, "Deal" I say and put my hand out, she shakes it and smiles up at me. My mother calls her from the door and just before she gets up to leave she leaps at me "Oh and before I forget, Good Morning Kit-Kat" she says and hugs me, I hug her back and smile into her  luscious brown hair that she inherited from our father, maybe waking up like this every morning isn't that bad.