Monday, January 2, 2017

Breakfast in the New Year (TAG)

Seventeen year old Ella Rosewood, sat at the breakfast bar and slowly ate her breakfast. She was the first of the six Tracy children up, her five brothers were all still asleep. Well, Ella was sure that John was up and getting ready to join, Ella, their dad, Jeff, and Grandma.

Ella watched as her dad, stood in front of the stove and flipped pancakes in the pan. She could never do that trick, no matter how hard she tried. She was banned from flipping pancakes after she had flipped a pancake into the ceiling, one into Alan, and one into Virgil. She felt bad about the pancake in Alan's face, but Virgil totally deserved the pancake that landed on his head. He had been teasing her the day before the incident. But she had been banned, Alan and Gordon had gotten a good laugh from the entire thing though. Virgil had not been amused, but Ella knew that their dad had cracked a smile at Virgil's look.

It was New Year's Day, and all of the Tracy boys were home for the holiday. Unfortunately, Scott hadn't been home for Thanksgiving or Christmas. But he had managed to get home on December 29th, two days before New Year's Eve, and four days after Christmas. Ella munched on a pancake as footsteps made their way downstairs towards the kitchen.

"I'm surprised that you're awake this early, Ella," John called as he stepped into the kitchen.

The mahogany haired teen rolled her golden brown eyes at John's remark. "I didn't stay up as late as the rest of you Tracy boys," Ella told her brother as she took a sip of her orange juice. "Besides, I had homework that I wanted to finish today."

"You know, you're going to turn into a bookworm, if you don't have a little fun every once in awhile, Ella," the familiar baritone of Scott Tracy jested as he made his way into the kitchen. He wore a short sleeved shirt, basketball shorts, and sneakers. Ella guessed that he would be going for a run either before or after breakfast.

"I'll be better off than, Alan. He refuses to do homework most days," Ella commented as she watched her dad place to plates of pancakes, bacon, eggs, and sausages in front of Scott and John, who now sat on either side of her.

TBC...

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