"Angelique, honey! It's time to wake up!" Aunt Dottie called. I rolled onto my side and let out a long exhausted groan. I did not want to get out of bed. But, I had to eventually. So I sat up in the big canopy bed and looked out the window, rubbing my eyes. I had expected to see the bright blue sky, maybe a few clouds and the sun…not a boy staring into my window. He was looking at me, wide-eyed, figuring out he had been caught. Just as quickly as I had noticed him, he vanished in thin air, right before my eyes. I didn't even have time to scream for help. I rubbed at my eyes even more. I had to imagine the boy, it was highly impossible for anyone to reach this window anyway! You'd need a gigantic ladder. I decided it had to be my frivolous imagination.
I staggered out of bed and down the stairs where the smells of eggs and bacon beckoned me. "Good morning, Angel," Uncle Bob greeted me as I entered the kitchen. He was standing over the stove, frying bacon while Aunt Dottie was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. Well that was an odd twist. "Good morning," I replied to my uncle. "Good morning, Angie!" Tony exclaimed. I turned to him and laughed at how he had cooked egg yolk running down his chin. I pulled up a chair next to my cousin and dabbed his face with a paper towel to get all the egg up. "So, Angie," Aunt Dottie began, as I wiped Tony's chin clean. "There's not much to do around the house today, but Tony's going out with some friends today. Would you like to go?" "With a bunch of little kids? Sorry Aunt Dottie I'm going to have to pass on that one." "Well yes," she sighed. "They are children I suppose." Tony looked at me, all disappointed and went back to eating his eggs. Just as Uncle Bob set down a plate of eggs and bacon in front of me, the doorbell rang. "Tony, can you get that for me, son?" Uncle Bob asked. "Sure, Dad," said tony running to get the door. You could hear his high pitched voice say, "Hey guys! You gotta meet my cousin Angie!" So I sighed and waited for his little friends to come bounding into the kitchen.
Tony came racing in with a little boy, about his height (short) with dark hair and freckles. A cute looking kid, I was sure Tony thought was the coolest kid in the world. Then in skipped an adorable little girl, around the same age with porcelain skin, bright blue eyes and long golden hair. She was absolutely stunning for her age. And you could tell by the way she looked at Tony, she had a huge crush on him.
Assuming that was it, I scooped up some eggs on my fork, and proceeded to move them towards my mouth, when the boy who was staring into my window came waltzing into the kitchen.