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pt :18 family bonding

Early update, I'm travelling so I won't be updating occasionally like I promised, so lovely readers this is  for you.
EDITED.

"Rise and shine my pretty it's a Saturday" a motherly voice said

"Yes mommy I'm up" I said running my hands through my sleepy eyes.

"Why?, mummy" Harley said quite annoyed.

"Mom...Why did you wake us up in the middle of the night, i need my beauty sleep "Crissy said annoyed her hair all stick up in different places...she looked horrible but still pretty which was odd.

While Harley just had morning hair too.

"I did not wake you in the middle of the night. This is 7 pm for Christ sake and we are going to jog a little so get ready and meet me outside in the next 14 minutes" My mum said seriously.

"Arrrgh" we all whine, groan and whale like little kids but we have to go or else mum will drag us out of the house

"Uh-oh I have 10 minutes left".
I just brush my teeth, floss and brush my hair leaving it in a clean but  messy bun and I put on my sports bra and a fitted joggers.

Everyone is outside except dad ofcourse and Crissy.

We head out the house and crissy came out wearing an blue sports bra and a blue leggings with head phone on her ears.

Hailey came out wearing orange track suit.

Let's jog mum said wearing an enthusiastic smile

Let's go through the park first. We run through the park for at least 30 minutes before Me and Crissy collapse on a chair.

"Go...with...out...us" I said gasping loudly.

"I...will..ne.. never...jo..g...a...gain" Crissy said panting

"Kk. Just be okay we will meet you here" mum said.

"I won't meet you lazy bones" Said Harley annoyed.

I check my phone and receive a very annoying message.

Lila: I'm home.

Me: we ain't home we went jogging with mom

Lila: then I'll wait inside your  room

Me:ok.

Lila:awaiting ur arrival

I put my phone in my pocket and join them again without Crissy.

"Let's go home",mum said

"finally",Crissy said happily

The drive to the house was noisier that I expected it to be, Crissy and Harley were arguing about either being popular or rich.

"I prefer being popular than rich" said Crissy ,always wanting attention.

"I has been Fu-freaking rich than popular" said Harley remembering he could not use vile words in front of our mother.

"Nahh if you are popular you might be rich at the end" Crissy protested.

"Not...if you are the wrong kind of popular. Then your social life is over but your popular rate goes bam". Harley said

"That doesn't make sense, we are implying on the right kind of popular".
Crissy hissed.