"Inez!" I hear my mom's voice calling from downstairs. I groan to myself and roll out of my comfortable bed. It's 8 a.m. on Saturday.
"Inez!!" She calls again.
"I'm up!" I yell back. The kitchen door opens and closes, the sound of her preparing breakfast.
I head to the bathroom and start the shower. The hot water loosens my strained muscles. I hurry and wash my hair and body.
I wrap the towel around my wet body. My mother calls my name again. I ignored her.
"Inez!"
"I'm coming down now. Please don't call my name again!" I yell as I walk down the stairs.
My phone buzzes as I stretch a little. I check who the message is from, and it illuminates Denise's name at the top of my screen. She asked if I would be attending a Chase match today at school.
I turn my phone off and drag my lazy ass to the kitchen.
"Here," Mom says as she drops a plate of scrambled eggs in front of me. "What are you doing today?" She asked.