Good Morning World

     "Father, get up! I have to go to school!"  My voice was shockingly loud in the quiet apartment.

      "mmmfmffffmf" Father mumbled, his face in his black lace pillow that i gave to him for his 30th Birthday. I shook him viciously.

     "You took my car remember??" I sighed. It's not my fault i wrecked the car, that tree had it comin'. "Father if I miss school one more time I'm gonna get suspended!"

     "mmmfff!" Father rolled over an looked at me with sleepy blue eyes. His tousled blond hair made him look like a 5 year old and his child-ish whining didn't help this image. For being 38 Father was very fit and no grey hair dare land on his head. Although he ate like a pig it didn't show. I guess that's were i get my metabolism from.

    "Can i take my car today Father? Please, just this time?" I begged. "I promise I wont go anywhere else: Just school and back." I plastered on my best puppy-dog face, the one that lets me get away with about anything.

    "Uh, yea fine. But school and back, nowhere else you hear me?" Father slurred through his fog of sleep.

    "YES!" I shouted. "Thank you, thank you,thank you, thank you! Thank you a billion Father!" I rushed to the kitchen to get the keys to the Italian sports car but they were nowhere to be found.

     "Father!! Where's the keys?!" I yelled in his direction. I heard a thump then a long moan. Yea hes up now.

     "Their, their...ummm let me think hold on." Father babbled confused then headed toward the coffee pot.

      "No no." I grabbed his wrist an led him to the living room "No coffee tell u find the keys.Where are the keys Father?" If Father had coffee now I'd defiantly be late. I sure as hell don't need to be.

       "ummm" Father stumbled over one of my textbooks "OH! stay right here" He went into his room and I heard a door slide open and some shuffling of papers. He came back and produced a set of keys for me.

       "Why did u have to hide them from me?" I asked him.

       "I didn't want you driving it when i was asleep." Father said simply.

        I glared at him "You know me to well!"

         "You ARE my daughter!" Father replied humbly.

         I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek then scurried out of the apartment to the parking lot where my lovely black Italian sports car was. I absolutely adored my little car, which i would often call my baby. I slipped into the black leather drivers seat and turned on the seat heater. Yes, i use those , i like my butt to be warm thank you. when i started the car i sat there changing the station on the radio to some techno. I got bored with that easily so i slipped in a Korn CD. I pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive to Lutheran Chapel High School: my school.