"Mikey!!" A voice yelled from the bottom of the stair well.
I winced at it, pulling the covers over my head. I didn't want to get out of bed now of all times. Way to warm and comfortable to even budge.
"Mikey!!" The voice yelled again.
I remained where I was as footsteps came stomping up the stairs. My bedroom door flew open, clattering against the wall as my foster mom, May, came into my room. She pulled the covers off me, causing the cold air to whip around me. I shivered and curled up into a ball as she put her hands on her hips. "Get out of bed and get that maniac bat of yours out of the kitchen!" She sternly said; her pine green eyes boring into me.
I groaned, "Can't you get her out of there yourself?" I asked in a sleepy voice.
"Unless it involves a broom and war cry, then no. Now go get your bat!" She raised her voice as I groaned again.
I went to roll onto my other side, only to fall off the bed and hit the cold hard wood floor. I yelped as I bolted onto my feet, May chuckling as I did. Sticking my tongue out at her, I slowly drug myself out of my room and down the hall. May threw my blankets back onto my bed, shaking head her while smiling.
Yawning and stretching my arms out, I headed down the wooden stairs and into the tile floor kitchen. I shivered as my bare feet hit the cold tile. Times like this when I wished we had heated floors. "Shadow!" I called as I walked across the kitchen.
My small, brown bat flew down from the ceiling and landed in my messy white hair. I smiled, reaching up to gently pet her.
Opening up the fridge, I bent over and placed my hands on my knees; smiling while looking threw the fridge. "I bet you want something to eat, huh?" I guessed as Shadow peeked over my head and into the fridge.
Opening a drawer, I took out a good size piece of lettuce and held it up to Shadow. She snatched it and took off, flying out of the kitchen and upstairs. I heard May scream, causing me to chuckle as I pulled the jug of milk out of the fridge and shut it.
Getting myself some breakfast, I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. I snatched the remote up while plopping down on the couch, cross legged. Figuring I'd stay up for a few minutes before retreating back to nice, warm bed, I flicked the TV on. As I started to eat, May came downstairs pulling her long, brown hair back into a messy bun. "Hurry up and get around."
She said, smoothing out her black skirt and adjusting her red V-neck top. "Why?" I asked, eating a spoon full of frosted flakes.
"You have school today." She answered.
I started gagging and spit my food from my mouth, jerking my head to her. "What!?" I nearly yelled.
May only smiled, "You can't sit on a hill you're whole life and be home schooled. You're plenty old enough to handle a real school now." She said while sitting down.
"You remember what happened last time you sent me to school!" I nearly yelled again while flailing my arms about.
"I do remember, but you were nine then. I believe you're plenty mature enough to handle situations the proper way; without using a fist." May stressed the without.
I sighed, hanging my head.
You see, May had tried this stunt before. She had gotten me into the school and I had gone through the morning till lunch without a problem, then some girl started in on me and went on into recess. That's when I got pissed and punched her. She wound up in the hospital with a broken jaw and I got suspended. The same event happened again when I had come back; the girl's friends had tried ganging up on me, and all but one wound up in the hospital as well. That's when I got booted out of the school and May went back to home schooling me. I was almost certain these events would happen again. That and I hated leaving this hill; so many demons crawling around and so many other reasons not to leave. "It won't be so bad, Mikey." May tried assuring me. "You'll be with you're cousin this time."
I jerked my head up. "Cousin!? What cousin!?" I nearly yelled, confused.
May laughed, "Of course, you wouldn't know him. I never told you about him."
"When did I even have a cousin!?" I asked, jumping up off the couch.
"Since I adopted you." She answered.
"Why didn't you tell me about him!?"
"I didn't think you two would ever meet with you being a hermit."
I blinked before finally getting what she meant by 'hermit'. "I'm not a hermit!!" I yelled as May laughed.
"Come on, Mikey. Go get around before he arrives. I put the uniform on you're bed by the way." She said with a smile as my eyes widen.
"A uniform!?"