“Ben, did you make Kayla late for school?” Mom asked.
“Yes, he did,” My sister, Kayla replied.
“No I didn’t!” I exclaimed.
“I think it counts as late if I have to run up to the stair in the morning because I had to drop you off at the middle school for your AP class,” Kayla said.
“You don’t run up the stairs in the morning,” I said.
“How do you know?” Kayla questioned.
“Because, we may leave later than you want, but we have never been late. We have never gotten marked late and had to go get a pass. So technically we have never been late,” I replied.
“I don’t wanna get to school at 7:42,” Kayla said.
“It’s still not late,” I replied as I chuckled.
“Ben! It’s not funny. You need to be ready earlier than that. You can’t show up to school right as it about to start,” Mom stated. …show more content…
“It doesn’t matter. You can’t live your life doing things at the last second. You need some buffer time and if that means getting up earlier, than that’s what we have to do,” Mom commanded.
“Ugh, oh my gosh, I can’t even do that. Getting up early is literally the death of me. I hate getting up early,” I complained.
“Well that’s just a part of life. Everyone has to get up early. I do it, Kayla does it, everyone does. You just have to do it,” Mom stated.
Kayla leaves the room.
“When I’m in college, I’m scheduling my earliest class at like 10