Disclaimer:Sorry, forgot disclaimer for chapter one, so this counts for both chapters. I don't own anything. Everyone else is smart and rich and I'm not.
Chapter 2- Kaye
Somewhere in the suburbs of Jackson, Mississippi, a fourteen year old girl rose sleepily from her bed. This was Kaye, a girl with thick, dark hair, big, brown, almond shaped eyes, (She had an Asian background) and braces on her teeth. She was very defensive, and had a fiery temper. School had already been out for a week here, so she had slept in. She slowly walked to her adoptive mother's room and peeked around the door. She was already up, so Kaye turned to go to the kitchen. There she found a woman with pale skin, and white bangs against her brown hair.
"Ya finally decided to get up, did ya?" Rogue said in her southern accent.
"What time is it?" asked Kaye, sounding much like Rogue. Even though Kaye looked nothing like her, she was the spitting image of Rogue in spirit.
"Um, about ten thirty." answered Rogue, looking at the clock.
"What are we having for breakfast?" came Kaye's inquiry, at the sound of her grumbling stomach.
"You mean brunch." said Rogue, remarking on the time. "No idea. Go find something."
Kaye was used to meals like that. She opened the fridge to see what she could find. Then she asked, with her head still in the fridge,
"Mom, can we get a dog?"
"Kaye, we've been over this a thousand times, no you may not get a dog!" Rogue answered firmly.
"Why not?" she asked for the third time that month.
"Because I said so," came Rogue's irritated reply.
"How 'bout a cat?"
"Kaye, you know I'm allergic to cats."
"A hamster?"
"If we got something, I'd want it to last for more than three years." said Rogue, becoming more agitated by the second.
"A sugar glider?"
"Kaye, what in the world is a sugar glider?!?!" Rogue inquired in an exasperated tone.
"A little animal who loves to climb."
"I've had enough of animals who love to climb." muttered Rogue, thinking of her niece and nephew, Triss and Nate. "Plus, are you even sure they're legal in the state of Mississippi?"
"No, but they're legal in Texas."
"We don't live in Texas!" said Rogue, wondering why her daughter was asking such questions. "Besides, everything is legal in Texas."
"I know but--"Kaye argued.
"Kaye, listen well, because I'm only going to say this once. We're not getting anything. You don't know a thing about animals and neither do I."
Kaye then flopped down on a chair to finish her breakfast. (She had been eating some of it with her head in the fridge)
Rogue and Kaye watched the T.V for a while in the kitchen until Rogue asked Kaye to go outside and get the mail.
As Rogue watched Kaye walk out the door to the driveway, she remembered when she was that age. She had wanted a pet and Irene had said no just as she just had. Maybe she should think about a pet for Kaye. She wouldn't stay fourteen forever. Rogue was thinking when Kaye came back in with a stack of mail. She had divided them into stacks.
"Trash," she said, stuffing the heap of advertisements into the trashcan.
"Bills," she continued, laying a pile of bills on the table.
"And this," Kaye finished, handing Rogue an envelope.
"Whoa, look at the stationary." Kaye said as she investigated the envelope further.
"I wish I could write like that." Rogue commented.
"Let's open it, already!" stated an impatient Kaye.
"I dunno, it looks like it's from a funeral home," her mother joked, "where were you on Wednesday again?"
Kaye laughed at her mother's antics, as they opened the letter that Kitty had read, not three hours ago. After she had read the note out loud, Rogue smiled at Kaye and they both said,
"Road trip."