Your eyes flutter open, the warmth of the sun caressing your face, waking you up naturally. You sit up, yawning and stretching before the sound of your deafening alarm goes off, making you roll your eyes back and groan as you shut it off.

You get ready and head downstairs to the smell of fresh eggs wafting throughout the kitchen.

"Hey sweetheart! i made e-" it was your mother, she was making breakfast for the both of you.

"Sorry mom, i cant im meeting up with Emma." you sling your bag over your shoulder and quickly give a kiss on the cheek to your mom before heading out the door.