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Ella's POV
I woke up to sunlight streaming through my window. I squeezed my eyes shut again; willing myself to go back to sleep, but it was hopeless. I couldn't do it. I groaned as I thought about what I had to do today.
It was a normal, average, everyday Sunday. Ha, if you're normal that is. I got dressed quickly and crept downstairs quietly, not caring if anyone was awake or not. I was being a bit cautious due to the fact that the telepath had broken through my mental barrier last night.
I walked into the kitchen and froze as I looked up to see…
"Iggy?"
"Ells, you're up? I was just getting ready to make breakfast, want to help?" He asked, sincerely. I felt my heart ache for a second, then stutter back to normal faster than my longing did.
"Sure Ig." I said, smiling. He frowned at me for a millisecond, then motioned me over beside him.
How did he manage to see through my mask? He was blind for Christ's sake! I was going to have to learn to control the emotion in my voice soon before he figured everything out.
He started showing me how to scramble eggs. I let my mind wander off until I felt his finger tap my nose. I felt something wet and gooey touch it as well. iRaw egg/i.
I felt my chin drop. "Hey!" I said, pretending to be outraged.
He grinned and I felt my heart skip a beat. "You weren't paying attention!" He laughed at me.
"Well…" I said before pouring the whole bowl of yokes on his head.
I saw his eyes bug out, and laughed loudly. He blinked and before I knew it, I was covered in flour.
My mouth popped open again. By the time we were done with our food fight, we were covered in everything imaginable.
"Some breakfast this is." I joked, wiping milk out of my eyes.
"Yeah, good thing I won." He replied, brushing the sugar off his shirt.
"Right.." I said, getting ready to think of a good quip, but I was suddenly frozen when he started gently brushing the flour out of my hair.
He smiled and this time, I thought I felt my heart stop. He leaned in towards me and whispered in my ear, "I iknow/i I won."
About ten minutes later, after we showered and checked to make sure everyone was still asleep, we were cleaning up the kitchen which was almost as messy as we were. I felt myself laughing a lot.
"If Mom were awake, she would skin us alive." I laughed.
"Yeah, but Max would get to me first, and there'd be nothing left to skin." He pointed out. I laughed again.
We finished up our work in the kitchen, and I collapsed onto the couch in the living room. Iggy turned on the TV, though he couldn't watch it.
"Ella, why are you so secretive lately?' Ig asked suddenly.
Uh-oh. Time to run. I was about to get up, but Iggy grabbed my wrist, predicting my move before it happened.
"Please don't run Ells." He pleaded.
"I-" I couldn't talk. I couldn't breathe. In fact there are probably a lot of things I couldn't do right about then.
"Ells, just answer my question. Please." Iggy asked, looking straight at me. He knew me too well. And I hated him for that. But I also loved him for it. No, I ihated/i him. There's no room for love here.
"Eh, just thinkin' about college." I said, blowing it off as if it were nothing.
"Uh, Ells, you're fifteen. Try telling me the truth."
Oh boy. I felt like I was going to puke my words out.
"Ig, I-"
