"Bella," her brother called. "Wakey wakey!"
Giving a disgruntled grunt, Bella grabbed her pillow and covered her face. There was too much sunlight already streaming through the window. She wasn't ready to wake up just yet. "Bella, don't make me come in and tickle you." "Don't you dare!" she replied, throwing the pillow off her face. She sat up abruptly, folding her arms and pouting. She certainly was not a morning person. "I'm coming, I'm coming," she drawled, climbing out of bed at last. She walked past the mirror and grinned at her morning hair, unruly and all over the place. Opening the door, she glared at Rico. "What?" He grinned and reached out to ruffle her hair, making her swat his hands away. "I made you some breakfast," he said with a sweet smile. Bella rolled her eyes. "That's why you woke me up?" "Yup, come on," said Rico, grabbing her wrist. "Heeey!" Bella shrieked. She pulled her hand away. "Lemme at least get dressed first." She poked her tongue out at him and slammed the door in his face. As she walked away from the door, she wondered if that would hurt his feelings. He was annoyingly affectionate--all the hugs and attention--but he loved her. He was a good big brother and, even though she mostly teased him, she was being ungrateful. She opened the door and noticed him already walking away. "Rico," she called to him. He turned and looked at her. "Yeah?" Smiling, Bella leaned against the doorframe. "Thank you for making breakfast," she gently told him. Rico laughed fondly at her. "Love you too, Bella," he said.
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