Sunlight
filtered into the large bay windows, the beams of light fell across
the floor and through the bed. Golden rays fell onto Ella Rosewood’s
face, as the morning arrived.
A
groan escaped the mahogany haired teen’s lips, as she flipped over
and pulled a blanket up over her face. Ella was not ready for the
morning to start, she grumbled as she buried her face under the
pillows.
Ella
slept peacefully for another hour, before a knock came from the door.
“Ella,
wake up!” the voice of one Virgil Tracey called from behind the
wooden door.
Another
groan escaped the teen’s lips before she grabbed one of the many
pillows on her bed and threw it in the direction of the door. “Go
away,” her muffled voice grumpily mumbled back to her brother.
-fin
A/N:
Just a little something to commensurate the start of Thunderbirds
season 3.
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