Chapter 1: Conversation at the Dining Table
"Wake up, wake up Cherry"
Cherry opened her eyes, just to see her younger brother 'Tom' opening her curtains.
"Hey, good morning." she greeted him in a very sweet voice as she got up from the bed.
"What's so good about the morning?"
"Can't you just reply with a 'morning'. And also, I should be asking what you are doing in my room?"
Tom just ignored her and approached the door.
"What are you doing in my room?" Cherry asked as she could no longer bear with such an attitude.
"Mom wants you in the kitchen."
Saying this, he left the room. Cherry was pissed off, there was nothing to like about Tom as far as she was concerned,he was nothing but a pain in the ass.
She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face before heading to the kitchen to assist her mom.
"You came late, didn't Tom deliver my message on time. Oh, that block head, it's been over thirty minutes since I sent for you."
"Oh! That, let's say...."
"Or were you the one who took so long, never mind, I'm done, go call the rest down for breakfast."
"OK mom"
Cherry couldn't help but worry about her mother. She just loves to talk without hearing what others have to say.
"Morning Cherry."
"Henry, mom asked me to call you for breakfast."
She took a look at her surrounding and realised they were on the stairs and she was right in front of him. She was sure if he had not stopped her by greeting her, she would have bumped right into him.
"Sorry." she said as she moved to the side. "I'll get going." saying this, she ran off.
Henry could only smile at her silly behaviour before heading to
the Dining room.
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They all sat round the table and were all eating.
" So what are we gonna talk about today?"
His annoying voice was ringing in each and everyone's head.
"Why don't you just shut up and eat your food."
"Actually, I and your mother do have something to discuss with you kids."
They all turned their attention to John and you could see it on their faces that they weren't pleased with what he just called them.
"You do know father that I'm not a kid, I'm in my twenties."
"Yeah, Henry is right father. I'm also fifteen, not a small age, uh." he touched his moustache that was just growing just to show off.
"Oh yeah, I know, nevertheless, you are my kids."
"Children, not kids."Henry said before filling his mouth with food.
" You know dad, I think.... "
" Dad, you said you have something to tell us. "
Tom stared angrily at Cherry, knowing she cut him off on purpose. She was more than happy that he was angry so she gave him a smile, which only made him much more angry.
"Yes, I and your mother have decided to let Cherry choose where we will spend Christmas."
"What! Impossible!"
"You heard clearly, I'm choosing."
Tom was fuming with anger which just made Cherry happier.
"But why?" he did his best controlling his anger
"Oh, simple, you've been the one picking for the past eight years and also, Cherry just finished high school, I'm sure she has a place in mind, a place she has been wanting to visit, am I right Cherry?"
"Of course, you are right father." she replied with smiles which warmed everyone's heart except for a particular person
"So where exactly is that special place you have in mind sister."
Cherry picked the mockery in his voice but decided to ignore him course she knew that was all he could do.
Well, I choose,"she stopped for some while wanting to put them in suspense, it worked on the rest but not Tom who just wanted to mock her" I choose the Merry-Go - Round Island. "