When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E126

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When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E126

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 126

I technically ruined the plan…or my mother did.

Instead of waking up at 6 o’clock and pretending to

attend school like Jonah and I planned, my mother

allowed me to sleep in until 8, an hour into the

school day.

“Wake up, birthday girl,” my mother sang as she

entered my room. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I’d

been up all night on the phone with Jonah and then

my father. I stayed up until 2 in the morning just

talking to my dad. My dad was the first one to tell me

happy birthday; he said he wishes he was here with

us to say it in person but his job wouldn’t allow that.

I told him that it was okay and that it’s only a

birthday. I’ll have plenty more in the future.

I groaned and laid back down, putting a pillow over

my face. My mother just laughed. “Birthday girl

breakfast is on the stove; you better hurry up or else

Jer will finish it before you; it’s your favorite.”

I sat up immediately and rushed to the bathroom.

After showering, I realized that I had to call Jonah. I

checked my phone to see text messages from my

friends saying ‘Happy Birthday’ and a voice mail that

I’m scared to open from Mere. She tends to be loud

about birthdays.

“You’re late, birthday girl,” Jonah said. Why is

everyone calling me that?

I groaned. “I know, my mother let me sleep in. Can

the plan wait until ten? I have breakfast on the table;

it’s my favorite.” I grinned at the thought of eating

my favorite breakfast and then spending the day

with my favorite guy. Francis…kidding.

“Fine, just know that we’re going to be eating, too,

so don’t eat too much,” Jonah told me and I rolled

my eyes.

“That’s impossible,” I retorted and he laughed. We

hung up and I ran down the stairs, or at least I tried

but I was encased in a bear hug by my only brother,

Jeremiah.

“Hello, birthday sister!” Okay, I prefer birthday girl.

“How does it feel to be 17?”

“That’s a stupid question. I’ve only been seventeen

for a few hours; besides, it’s not like you feel like

you’re flying once you turn a certain age.”

“Oh yeah? Wait until you turn 18,” my brother patted

my head as we walked down the stairs.

At the table, I was greeted with bacon, eggs, bagels,

muffins, and chocolate chip pancakes. My mom

went all out. She made pancakes for my idiot

brother, but added chocolate chips for me.

Remembering Jonah’s reminder, I groaned. Forget

that! I dove into the plate of pancakes, placing three

onto my plate before buttering them up and soaking

them in the thick syrup. Thank you, Canadians.

After I finished eating, I felt stuffed and was

convinced that I couldn’t move. “Well, I’m off to

class. I’ll see you guys in two hours,” Jer stood up

and walked out of the house, grabbing his bag that

was on the couch.

I realized that my mother allowed me to say home,

something she never did. “Mom…why am I here?”

“Well, your father and I loved each other-,” I cut her

off immediately, disgust taking over my features.

“No, no, no, not that! Please, not that. What I meant

was why am I home? It’s 9:30 AM and it’s a

Wednesday, meaning it’s a school day yet here I am,

eating like a pig,” I explained as she stood up and

walked over to the sink.

My mother shrugged. “I heard you talking to Jonah

about skipping school, which I do not appreciate

young lady, so I decided to allow you to sleep in and

stay home- with my approval. You barely miss

school and when you do, it’s because you’re sick, so

why not?”

I was quiet for a minute. “Does this mean I can stay

home any day?”