Chapter 4- Bacon and Eggs

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You shot me with an arrow,
Straight through my heart,
So moronic I was
To think it was our start...
krosalle
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Melissa's Pov
06-08-2007

Beep! Beep! Beep!

My alarm demanded my attention, awaking me from my slumber. I glared over at my side table before slapping my alarm clock as I alway did. My body felt the stress of moving, as I got up I made sure to stretch out my muscles before ultimately getting out of my bed. I stood up, grabbed some clothes to wear for the day and went to the bathroom that was right across from my room. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. That was enough for a Saturday morning, I thought to myself. I changed my clothes and came out of the bathroom.

"Darling! You are awake. Good! Come downstairs, breakfast is almost ready.” My mum said from the bottom of the stairs.

"Morning mum.” Greeting my mum as I went downstairs.

"Morning Lissa" she greeted back. "I'm sorry about yesterday," I said. "You mean this morning right?" I nod in response, feeling guilty for lying to her.

"No problem. The deed has been done. We'll talk about it later, okay?"

"Okay" I answered.

"Now come down for breakfast," she told me.

"Okay Martha." I said with a large smile.

"Thanks for being positive Lissa." And then she gave me a wink.

At the Table

"What is this?" Barbie poked her food with a fork her face morphed with an even more disgusted look as the york broke from her egg.

"There fried egg, over easy." Mum explained, eating her own eggs. Barbie always had her eggs scrambled.

“Idiot.” I say underneath my breath. How did she not know what they were?

"Mum!" Barbie whined. I rolled my eyes knowing mum was going to say something.

"Lissa don't call her that. Apologize now!" Mum scolded me.

"Sorry.” I smile bitterly at her, not meaning a word. While Barbie could be a great sister, she could also be such a princess.

"Good. Now the both of you behave." Mum said.

"Yes mum" We both said in unison.

I began my own meal. I put my egg on top of the toast we were given. I bit into the toast, the butter that laid on top of the toast, mixed beautifully with the creaminess of the york that exploded when I bit into it. The bread absorbed the york and created layers of flavor as I chewed.

I moaned at the taste. "Mum this is delicious.” I look at her offering her my praises.

"Thank you dear. Lissa?" Mum called after a second of silence.

"Hmm?" I look at her with my eyebrow raised. My mouth was full, so I waited for her to talk as I chewed on my breakfast.

"When you’re done with breakfast take those cookies over to the Thompsons’." She nodded to the cookies on the counter.

The request made me choke on the bit I was trying to swallow.

"Are you okay?" She asked, shocked at the sudden action.

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