Thanks to LTree16 who gave me the idea of using the personality of Nessa and Elphie in All In One and putting it in another story! I appreciate it so much!
Nessarose hated alarm clocks. They make a cacophony of beeping, the series of noises rousing you angrily from your bed. When you hit it to turn it off allowing you to get an extra ten minutes if sleep, it turns out that you actually hit the snooze button. Five minutes later, another symphony of annoying sounds causes you to throw the sheets off, snatch your alarm clock, go to the bathroom, fill the sink with cold water, and dump the machine in the water.
That was exactly what had happened to Nessa that day. She swore that she had gone through seven digital clocks this year, but refused to get a wall clock and use her phone alarm. First, to tell the truth, Nessa couldn't read wall clocks. Second of all, her phone alarm was too soft. She was an even deeper sleeper than her sister, Elphie, and that was saying something.
On that particular day, as Nessa added to her list to get a new clock, she heard something strange. Actually, she didn't hear anything at all. Everything downstairs was totally quiet, not a pot or pan clanging, no sink running, and no stove cooking. Silence. Loud snores from next to her room startled Nessa. Probably Elphie. Okay, besides Elphie.
Nessa cracked open her door an inch, and slipped out. Her sister's room was open, allowing Nessa to slip in with ease. No one heard her, not her dad, not her sister. Nessa passed a calendar, but she hated those as well. She preferred using her iPhone5 for dates and events. It was, in fact, Elphie who was emitting those incredibly ear piercing snores. Nessa came up with only one way to stop them.
She crept up next to Elphie, and brushed away some of the older sibling's hair to make access to her ear. Nessa whispered only one word, but it took great effect on Elphie.
"Fiyero." Nessa murmured in Elphie's ear. The sleeping girl jumped up, suddenly awake, and grasped around the air, narrowly missing Nessa's face. She ducked to avoid the hand.
"Fiyero? Where? Where is he?" Elphie cried. Everybody in the Thropp household knew that the girl had a major crush on the new boy, Fiyero Tiggular. Elphie wouldn't keep quiet about him, and was always moaning that she wasn't that girl.
"I was kidding. You snore really loud, I should have brought Fiyero over here to hear you." Nessa teased in her fourteen year old way of doing it. Elphie glared at her younger sibling, and threw a pillow at her.
"You wouldn't dare. You know how much I hate humiliation."
"And that's why I do it. To humiliate you. Aren't that what siblings are for? To tease and make fun if each other?"
"What's the difference between making fun of someone and humiliating another?" Elphie asked curiously. Nessa shrugged.
"I don't know. Just take those as your words of wisdom for the day." Nessa suggested. Elphie rolled her brown eyes. Her green pajamas were all wrinkled. Nessa didn't know why, but her sister always wore green clothing. It just happened on a daily basis, and no matter how many times someone at school had bullied her about it, Elphie always kept pushing on with green clothes.
Nessa, on the other hand, had light brown hair, waves falling naturally. It fell right near her waist, a bit above, by her ribs. Her eyes were a soft green. From what Elphie had told her, her mother's eyes had been green. Every day and night, Nessa flourished in designer outfits, shoes, and accessories. They were basically like her everyday clothes, maybe something you wouldn't see every day, though. Everybody had complained that she was spoiled, and needed some normal things, but wasn't her life normal enough, with a father as the mayor of the town?
"Nessa, honestly, why can't you sleep longer? First, why did you wake me up? I was sleeping, for goodness sakes!" Elphie exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. Nessa went back and retrieved the pillow, handing it back.
"Well, your snores were too loud, and my alarm clock rang, so why not get up? We'll be late for school, I don't want to miss another day." Nessa explained. It was true. She missed so many days of school, thanks to all the vacations her family took. "What?"
Elphie was trying to hide back a laugh, and tried to cover it with a serious face, but at the same time was stifling a yawn. It ended up scrunching her nose, one eye open, one eye closed, and her mouth twisted. It was Nessa's turn to hold back a giggle.
"Oh, nothing. Why don't you go prepare your stuff for school?" Elphie suggested. Nessa huffed.
"Why can't the maids do it? They do it every single day!" Nessa complained loudly. Elphie shrugged. "Fine. I'll do it." Nessa stormed out if the room, and downstairs.
She snatched some cereal out of the pantry and grabbed a bowl from their cabinet. Nessa ripped the cereal bag open, and slowly poured a bowl. The little toasted oats came tumbling out of the bag, scattering in the dish. The next step was milk. Nessa took a glass and filled it to the brim, sucking some off the top that would certainly spill. After a moment's thought, Nessa also poured some milk in her cereal.
Slowly and carefully, Nessa crunched her cereal. It sounded loud and annoying in her ears, but she didn't know if it sounded like that to other people if they sat next to her. Finally after sipping the last drop of milk, Nessa brought the dishes to the counter to be cleaned. The cook and maid looked surprised.
"Thank you, Nessa." the cook, Asher, said.
Grabbing her prepared lunch, Nessa stuffed her binder, textbooks, and meal into one backpack. The combination of all the materials made the backpack bulge. As she dragged her bag to the front door, Nessa heard a small rip. Looking down, she saw that the zipper had disconnected from the backpack cloth. She groaned.
"Janet! Repair my backpack! Now!" Nessa yelled, not caring if she woke anyone. A pretty brunette came running in. Nessa pointed to the bag. "Fix it!"
"Yes, mistress Nessa." Janet bowed, unloaded the bag, and scurried out with it in her left hand, looking at Nessa strangely. Nessa stomped back up the stairs to Elphie's room to blame her. Finding the door still open, Nessa burst in.
"You were the one who told me to pack my own things! Now look what it's done! I've ripped open my bag!" Nessa exclaimed. Her sister's back was facing her, so she couldn't see her face. Snoring came as a reply. Nessa grabbed a pillow and hit her sister with it. "WAKE UP!" Elphie groaned and sat up.
"Now what?"
"I've ripped open my bag because you told me to pack my own things! Now look where it's led me? I still have to get changed! I might not make it on time! We only have half an hour! Get up!" Nessa cried. Elphie sighed.
"Okay. I'll get up because of you." Elphie threw back the covers, leaving Nessa with joy that she won. Nessa began to exit when her sister spoke again. "Oh, and Nessa?"
"What?" Nessa turned around irritably to find her sister sitting on the bed grinning wickedly. She found herself next to a calendar. Nessa found the strength to look at it. That day was… March twenty-fifth. March twenty-fifth. March twenty-… oh.
"Today's a Saturday."