The Game Has Just Started

Ch.1

-uhh so why are we running again?
+BECAUSE OF YOU DUMBASS! Now SHUT UP and RUN!

-Three weeks ago-
I groggily opened my eyes as the early morning lights cast through the curtains inside the room and the fresh rays of sunshine hit me right in the eyes, making me groan and roll on my side. I lazily grabbed my pillow and pulled it over my head as a shield. The room was quiet, the sheets were warm and everything was so inviting for me to go back to sleep aga-

"DIPSTICK!!!"

"Agh..."

The sound of her feet could be heard banging on the floor as she ran up the stairs, and probably crashing some of Grunkle Stan's stuff on her way. The banging stopped and it was followed by a short-lived peaceful silence before the hurricane arrived, opening the door of my room with a loud bang i was nearly sure the door came off its hinges.

"Mabel, it's only 6 A.M"

"yeah it's 6 A.M! WE NEED TO HURRY OR WELL BE LATE!

With an exasperated sigh, i rolled on my other side and hugged my pillow tightly to my chest, refusing to get up as i buried my face in the cool surface of it but before i could even close my eyelids, the blanket was suddenly pulled off of me with a rough tug, flying away.

"Woah! Hey- MAB- WAIT MABEL! AHHH!"

Before i could even have the freedom to protest, i was under the blanket again but this time with an extra weight over me with neither a way out nor a possibility for me to even breath.

" Ma....Bel.... You... you're killing...me..."

I stared up at her through a hole in the blanket cage and my eyes narrowed at her bright smile. She was staring back at me, with now dead serious eyes [though you could still see the glimmer of mischief and Self-satisfaction In them] that were looking down at me like she was about to discuss a life or death business.

"Dipshit It's our first day of our senior year in High-school and if you don't get your ass out of the bed and get ready in ten minutes, I'm going to leave without you and you know Grunkle Stan will kick your ass for real this time if he finds out you've overslept again"

She took a deep breath after rambling out all those words under a minute and continued on staring down at me with her big brown and determined eyes that said 'your choice'.

After leaving me with "so many choices" with another loud and long exasperated sigh, i tried to shove her off and move but it was harder than all the times she would ever do cage me like this. [Three times a week plus special days when Grenda and Candy would come for a girl's night].

Maybe it was because, option a) i was too tired, option b) she was growing up and getting heavy and option c) simply i didn't want to get up.

Kinda hard to guess the reason.

"Mind letting me free?"

As if just realizing the mighty queen was sitting on a filthy peasant, she grinned widely and pridefully, showing off her neat and clean orthodontics and with a slight push, she rolled off of me and jumped off the bed. She ran a hand over her pink skirt and her new Navy Blue sweater she's weaved in the summer, to smooth them and then checked her wavy brown hair in the mirror of my room to make sure she looked good.

"my bad, NOW HURRY UP. Because of my generosity, You have fifteen minutes to get ready. Five mins extra cause I gotta feed waddles"

The door clicked behind her and with that, she finally went away.

I closed my tired eyes again and continued to lay on the bed for a few more seconds as if i just passed an earthquake and simply enjoyed the silence of my room and the warmness of the sunlight over my skin before i forced myself up in a sitting position, knowing Mabel wasn't kidding about the "Grunkle Stan" part of her threat. Besides, i couldn't fall back asleep anymore so I finally decided to stand up and stretch my hands above my head with a yawn.