"Mackie! Wake up! You'll be late for school!"
Mackie grunted as she opened her eyes slowly. She saw the figure of her mother, who opened the huge curtain in her room, basking her with all the morning sun that blinded Mackie's eyes.
"Ahh! Mommy! It's too bright!" Mackie complained and quickly pulled her head with the blanket and fell asleep again.
Chloe sighed, pulled the blanket away, and scolded her teenage daughter, "Wake up, Mackie. It's Monday morning. You'll be late to school. You need at least an hour of drive to reach your school."
"I'll tell Meyer to drive faster!" Mackie insisted.
"Meyer is not a Nascar driver. Get up and get ready!"
Mackie was annoyed by her mother's yapping in the morning, but she still got up and stomped her feet to the bathroom.
Chloe stared at her teenage daughter and sighed again, "That girl, she is no different than her father. Is being a night owl a trait in this family?"
