I stopped my bike. Laying it on the ground, and stomping over to the garage.
Typing in the code to open it.
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Opening silently. I walk into the house, I climb the stairs. The hallway was short and a door at the end of it. I stomp over to the door.
BANG BANG BANG.
A boy in an oversized hoodie opened the door. Rubbing his eyes as tired as he was he spoke.
"What..." His voice was high pitched and scratchy.
I dragged him by the ear down the stairs and pushed him onto the couch. I hold up my hand as a signal of 'stay'.
I left the living room to the kitchen.
I poured the milk into a cup and heated it up in the microwave. Set up the cereal and pour the warm milk.
I walked over to the couch and placed the breakfast down. I grabbed the spoon. AND THREW IT ON HIM!
I hit him until he got the point.
"OW! GOD! Okay...okay. Jeez, Yooni I'll go get ready." he slouched back upstairs. I smiled and giggled a bit.
I ate the rest of the warm cereal. Waiting for him to come back down.
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He came down wearing this:
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I pointed at his shirt.
"Yeah yeah, it's a crop top get over it!" He smiled grabbing my arm and I dropped the spoon.
Taking me through the garage and out the front pressing the button to close it. I had already propped up my bike and he had hopped on it. I sat in the back as I would usually do. Riding off the sidewalk into the street toward school.
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About halfway to, a bike had started to follow from a big white house.
