A:N/ Got sick of writing intense stories. So I mixed it up a bit :) Have fun :)
Will Schuester was a good father, he really was. And Shelby was a great mother, too. It really wasn't their fault they had such awful children. Of course they loved their children with all they were, but sometimes. . . sometimes it would be nice to have a puppy. Rachel was the youngest, only 16. Their other daughter, Santana, was only 10 months older than Rachel. The oldest was Noah, and he was 17. All of them went to school where their father taught, William McKinley High School. None of them were very good students. Rachel and Santana were both co-captains of the cheerleading squad, and Noah was the captain of the football team, with a well-known bad boy reputation. So in their eyes, they didn't need grades. Or school. Which is what made mornings so difficult. Mornings like these.
Will slammed his fist down on his alarm clock that read 4:45 am. Yes, it really did take them that long to get their children out the door. Will turned to Shelby.
"Isn't it your turn to get the girls up?"
"Nope. I did it Monday and Tuesday. Your up, buddy." Whoever got to wake up Noah could sleep for an extra half an hour. Will groaned and rolled out of bed. He decided to start with Santana, Rachel was slightly easier to wake. He took a deep breath before shoving open Santana's door and flicking on the light.
"Up," he said.
Nothing. No sound, no movement, nothing.
"Up!" Still nothing. He threw all the blankets off of her and shook her. Finally, she groaned and rolled over, pulling the blankets back on her. Will sighed. It was a start. The last thing he wanted to do right now was to go and try to wake Rachel. So he went to Plan B. He went into the kitchen and grabbed an old pan and wooden spoon. Pacing up and down the hall banging the pan, he shouted, "Up, up, up, up, up!" The three teenagers all threw their doors open and stormed out of their rooms, all screaming different accusations at their father.
"What was that?!" Rachel screamed.
"Good morning, kids," Will responded. "You've got two hours." Will walked down the hall, leaving his dumbstruck children behind.
A:N/ Another little reminder to my faithful readers who have been here since the beginning, I'm looking for a new beta... Lemme know kiddos. ILY ALL PLEASE REVIEW