(Author's Note: This is the third story in the "Who Do I Choose" series. I believe that it makes sense alone, but if you get confused, you can look at the other stories. I will do my best to make it understandable though.)
Time's point of view:
"Rise and shine, Time!" my mom exclaimed. I groaned and hid under the sheets.
"Mom, why can't I sleep in? There's nothing happening today!" I protested.
She scowled. "Of course there is! My friends are visiting with their children! How could you forget such an event?"
I sat up. "Fine," I said. "Who all is coming?"
Mom rolled her eyes and walked away. She was so stupid. I thought about my thick, black hair when the doorbell rang. I quickly put on this. I ran down.
My brother, Turner, was already at the table, eating. He wasn't wearing a dress. His brown hair and deep blue eyes were part of his head. The doorbell rang. I walked up to answer it. Over twenty people were smiling at the door. The doorbell rang again. I opened the door and saw over twenty people.
"Come in," I lied. They walked in. Sniper shoved me as she walked past. Sniper was a jerk.
They all sat at the table, waiting to eat. "Mom! Dad!" I screamed. "Company!"
My dad ran down. "Hanaily, honey! Everyone's here!" Mom quickly followed.
Joy, my mom's younger sister, swiped her wand, and the plates began to dance. Food flied onto them, and everyone began to eat.
I sat down on a chair and groaned. This morning was boring.