“Bette. Bette, wake up. Youre going to be late for school.”

“No, leave me alone, I dont want to go to school.”

“Come on, Bette. What are you twelve? Get your old ass out of bed and get ready for school.”

“Wait what did you call me?” Ah that got her attention.

“Ass?” I responded innocently.

“No the other thing.” She asked rubbing the sleep out of one eyes and glared at me with the other.

“Ah old. Yes old ass.” I said simply while grabbing the covers from the bed.

“Dammit. Jude. What if I was naked?” she screamed at the top of her lungs. I just smiled in return, making my way to the door.

“Then Id have to go and gauge my eyes out. And then what?”

“The world rejoices.” She said.

“Hmmm. Good one cuz. Breakfasts in twenty.” And with that I made my way to the kitchen to start out day.

“Yes much better.” I tell her when she comes out of her bedroom in an outfit that would knock anyone on their ass. In a tasteful way, of course.

“What? Whats better?”

“You. You look like a decent member of society, now.” I laughed, she didnt. What else is new.

“I dont know why I even bother with you.”

“Yeah and I dont know why you fall for that joke every morning.” I tell her as I place her big breakfast in front of her.

“Because I figured one morning you would wake up with a conscience.”

“Yeah good luck with that, my dear.”

“Have you called your mother this week?”

“Bette.” I whined. I didnt mean to sound like a child but, it was too early to bring my mother up.

“Thats what I thought.” She finished with a self satisfied smirk. We play this game every morning. Trying to see who could annoy the other the most. Most of time Bette wins because she brings up my mother.

“Youre such an asshole.”

She laughs. “Seriously. Did you call her?”

“No. I didnt. I promised her the last time we spoke that I wouldnt call until I was straight. And wouldnt you know it, not a damn thing has changed.”