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"I left all the doors unlocked"
November 13, 1982
I'm awoken from my slumber by the sounds of birds singing, and families taking a morning walk with their children.
I open the curtains that were quickly placed on my windows yesterday to get some sunlight in my room.
I sit up and stretch my arms and then my legs. I yawn and make my way over to the kitchen to get some waffles.
I walk out of my room, propping my door open so I have room to get out. I scooch a box to keep the door open instead of closed.
"Good morning kiddo" My dad greets me. Turning the stove on to make pancakes.
"Good morning dad," I avert my eyes away from my dad and look around for Simon. I see him sitting on the couch, focused on the TV. I have an evil idea that I turn the TV off and scare him.
I grab the remote from the side table and turn the TV off "BOO!" I yell in his ear. A little scream comes out of the boy. He quickly turns his head over to me, with a mad look on his face.
"Good morning to you too, sis" I roll my eyes and he lightly punches my arm. "dads making pancakes, so you don't have to waste all the Eggos again"
"But I wanna be like Eleven!" I joke
"and I want to be Lucas, but can I? No. So be real and stop stealing all the waffles!" He snaps
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" I tease, pushing him with my index finger
He pushes my finger away and gives me a dirty look. I just smirk at him and walk over to my dad.
"Pancakes, eh? What do you need" I half groan, knowing my dad wants something from us.
"Just– I'll explain at the table–Simon! Breakfast is ready" He quietly yells, trying not to hurt my ears.
We make our way to the table and place the plates and silverware down.
We are about 5 seconds into enjoying our food and then our dad starts talking
"So, guys, what I need is something I need to tell you. So you know how I told you you would start school a week after we move?" He starts
Me and Simon both nod slowly and stuff our food in our mouths to be prepared
"About that, I realized that I had to sign you guys in now, or you'd have to wait a whole year. And we don't want that, do we?" He picks up a strawberry and places it in his mouth "so you guys are starting tomorrow"
We drop our forks "what?" We say simultaneously
"Awww cmon, I wanted a break from hell" Simon groans, throwing his head back on the chair. {😳}
"Back to when you said we don't want to wait a whole year. We do though," I snicker "a whole year off of school. Welcome to paradise" {quoted by Green Day 🤩}
"I guess you guys would. But I heard that there are hot boys and girls that would be in your grade" Dad smirks
"Wtf" I raise a eyebrow at him and choke on my food
"Yeah but then we'd still be there age so we'd just still be in their grade" Simon states "but, when did dad hear gossip?"
"Since now, actually" Dad jokes, chuckling at himself
I roll my eyes "dad and his Facebook"
"I thought Facebook was for moms" Questions Simon, taking a sip on his water and plopping the cup down on the table when he's done.
"Simon, dads can use Facebook to, but I do sorta agree with you" He chuckles
Simon opens his mouth to say something but gets cut off by our dad "anyways, you kids should head to your rooms, some of the packages you ordered arrived"
"Already?" I question
"I guess hurricane delivery is fast" Simon shrugs
I shrug to and walk off to my room.
The walls were white, making the room look bigger than it already is. Several boxes laid across my floor, ready to be unpacked and opened.
I grab the first box and open it to see some LED lights and a tapestry that has white waves and a black background
I add the side table from one box next to my bed on my left and add a cute white lamp.
I hang my LED lights on the top of my tapestry.
I ordered some cute chairs to go along but they haven't arrived yet so I'll keep my room where It is now.
I quite like it.
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{add a window on the right}
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I walk out of my room to get Simon to see my "hard work"
I knock on his door and wait for a answer. After a few seconds the door opens, earning me a 'what?' From Simon
"Lookat my room" I demand, grabbing his arm
"Ugh, okay" he obeys and snatch's his arm out of my grasp
We walk across the hall and enter my room
"Voilà" I present him my room
"It looks plain, but I like it" he shrugs
I scoff and push him out of my room.
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Pretty soon it's time for bed
I walk over from the couch after just finishing season 4 of stranger things for the 3rd time.
"Really thought it was the end for (not saying)" I wipe away a tear "and I've already seen it 3 times"
"And get your crying" Simon snickers
"It's sad! Okay?" I push him
"Pfft" He rolls his eyes and walks to his room "goodnight n/n"
"Goodnight Sim" I wave goodnight
I walk into my room and plop down on my bed. My eyes become heavy and I fall asleep.
Suddenly my eyes pop open again because I remembered something
School.
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