Emison: Fragile Like Glass

Chapter 50: School Skippers

Alison POV:
"Wake up! We have to get ready for school!" I shout.

"Nooo!" Bryn whined as she tucked her knees up to her chest and turned her head away from the window. Her booty was sticking up in the air, and her hands we laced together in front of her chest.

Oh, my heart.

I smiled, and took a picture of her.

I posted it to Instagram and captioned it,
"My morning lover...Not. #BrynEstella"

My feed immediately blew up.

Perks of having a very successful business and knowing all the big celebrities.

I got comments within a matter of seconds.

"Oh, my gosh! She's so cute!"

"Come to Australia!"

"Wish she was my sister!"

"Why can't all kids be this cute?"

"Please come to Pennsylvania!" from @fieldie17

I responded back to her.

"You're in luck @fieldie17 I use to live in Pennsylvania, and I have family there. We're visiting next week!"

I smiled as I got a reply.

"Oh, my gosh! I'm not hyperventilating! That's ridiculous! Love you!"

"Love you, too!" I respond, and put my phone in my pocket.

"Princess, wake up. We have to get ready for school."

"No!" She snaps, and pulls the covers over her face.

"You have six weeks of school left. More like five because we're visiting grandma and grandpa D and F all next week." I tell her.

"Fine." She says, and gets up.

I laugh at the confused look on her face, and get her ready.

"Is Ashton ready?" She asks sleepily.

"Mama's getting him ready." I say.

But, I was wrong. Once I get Bryn dressed, I walk into Ashton's room and Emily is passed out next to him with Emma laying on her chest.

I roll my eyes, and take a picture of them.

I post it to Instagram and say,
"This house is full of morning people...😒😁😂 #ForgetSchool #EnjoyToday"

Again, my feed blows up.

I see another comment from @fieldie17

"I hope I get to meet them. They remind me of myself."

I laugh, and turn to Bryn.

"Looks like we're not going to school today." I tell her and shrug.

"I got up for nothing!" She groans and puts her hands over her face.

"Wanna help me make breakfast?" I ask her.

"Yeah!" She yells excitedly and runs out of the room.

"I'm going to wake up Eli!" She yells from his bedroom.

"Okay." I reply, and walk down the stairs of our mansion.

I get the pancake mix out, and I hear the familiar pitter patter of tiny feet running down the stairs.

"Mommy!" Eli exclaims, and hugs my leg.

"Eli!" I say in the same tone.

I sit Bryn on the counter on the right, and Eli on the left farther away from the stove.