Damien
"Dami, wake up or you'll be late for school." My mom yelled.
I groaned as I rolled off the bed. As a sixteen year old I need rest. I've been training a lot as it was soccer season.
"Damien, I'm not gonna call again." Mom yelled from downstairs.
I walked downstairs and sat at the table.
"Finally, you're awake." Mom smiled as she placed my breakfast in front of me.
Dad came downstairs in a hurry with his suitcases. He's going to Italy for a week.
"Daddy, do you have to go?" Amelia whispered.
"Yes sweetheart, I do."
"But I want you to stay." She whined. Out of all of us, Amelia spent the most time with Dad. They played a lot together. She is quite the spoilt nine year old but in a good way.
He put down his suitcases and scooped her into his arms.
"Amelia, I'll be back before
