Double Claimed: Marked by Two

AVA

The scent of freshly baked pancakes filled my nostrils, mom was already in the kitchen doing what she does best. I rolled out from bed as I stretched my body. Today seems familiar, the early morning bird chipping, the sound of the buses moving. A small smile crept onto my face.

It was my birthday.

I was finally turning eighteen. Turning eighteen was like a turning point in every teenagers life, it's a stage where you get to be able to do things that you couldn't do. I was finally being an adult.

I went into the bathroom humming to my favourite song. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My hair seemed like it had just survived a war, I had cut the long hair I had and made it look shorter. That was my first step in becoming a full grown teenager. I knew I was going to get weird stares from people in school today but who cares. But I didn't know they were going to look like this in the morning. I couldn't hold my laugh as I let it out.

“Ava.” my mom called from downstairs, her voice laced with that motherly tone, gentle but deadly.

“If you're not down in five, kiss your breakfast goodbye.”

I chuckled at what she said. Kissing my breakfast goodbye means only one thing. Caleb's here.

Caleb has been my best friend since when we were toddlers, he spends half of his day at my place, he was practicing, family that people most times mistake us as siblings.

I strode out of the bathroom and walked to my wardrobe as I picked up a maroon shirt and a black pants.

I wasn't the type that would go extra cause it's my birthday. All the birthdays I've celebrated all my life were just boring. It was just I and Caleb and most times mom but it had always been I and Caleb so today wasn't gonna be an exception, right?

On my way out, something caught my eye. It was the stack of letters and boxes on my desk. They were all from relatives. One of the boxes caught my attention, it was wrapped in black and had my name written on it in gold.

That's weird.

I didn't have time to begin to open them, I'll do them when I got back from class. I shrugged and went downstairs.

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“And here comes the birthday girl.” Caleb sarcastically said as soon as I walked into the kitchen.

I threw my back pack at him as I sat on the kitchen counter.

“Shut up.”

“What?” he asked innocently and earned an eyeroll from me.

“Hey mom.”

“Hi dear, happy birthday.” she kissed my forehead.

“Mom, you don't have to treat me like a kid anymore you know.”

“I know.” she said as she tucked my hair behind my ears.

“What?” I asked searching her eyes. They seem to hold a lot of things.

“Nothing. You know, just remembered