(Oh...sorry! I didn't see the rest of your post. I'll start, if you want. How's this?)Aislinn:
Three, two, one...
Beep, beep, beep. My alarm clock.
I get out of bed, turning it off and rubbing my eyes. I was wearing the same blue pajamas I always wore. I go through the usual routine of brushing my teeth, getting dressed, and doing my hair. As I head down the stairs, I can't help but sigh. Everything is the same here in this town, even me. I stop that thought. No--this is best. I just need to focus on getting good grades, not dream about fantasy worlds.
With that, I swallow a quick breakfast (health bar as usual, and same flavor too) and start walking to the bus stop.Mag:
People say I'm different, and they're not wrong there. However, like all self-respecting women, I never burn a meal, nor do I serve it cold.
Which is exactly why Tucker has me agitated this morning.
"You better get down here, you little fool!" I shout up the stairs, already ticked off that the eggs are cold, and the potatoes--nearly burned them for a second there, but I saved them. I almost smile at myself. Years ago, I would have laughed at me running around like a housewife, but--let's just say it comes with benefits
"Tucker! Don't make me yank you down the stairs!"
The history of the world, my pet
Is to learn forgiveness and try to forget
And life is for the alive, my dear
So let's keep living it