The kitchen is just as I expected messy and noisy
My mum is standing by the cooker and from the mouth-watering aroma that fills my nostrils she's making breakfast. My dad is sitting at the far end of the living room coffee in hand barking orders on the phone to whom I assume is his beta
“Morning mum, morning dad” I greet and their eyes turn to me “Morning princess” my dad practically yells
“I was starting to think we needed to offer prayers to the moon goddess before you could wake” Mum says sarcastically hugging me from behind
“ I had a long night mum” I say grabbing an apple “Finally got a boyfriend…?” my brother chirps in mockingly. I roll my eyes “jokes on you I'll be getting a mate tomorrow “ I respond pulling his hair a little
“Oww” he hisses in pain trying to retaliate but u tackle him to the table.
“Enough children, come have breakfast” my mum says whilst setting the table
“Can't eat now mum I'm late” I say grabbing my keys and before she responds I'm out of the house.