Welp, chapter 1! Also, just letting you know, almost every chapter will be a different character's perspective.
I sat peacefully on my wooden bed, curled up under the covers in my bunny pajamas. My messy, sandy blond hair was piled up into a messy bun, and my grey-blue eyes rapidly skimmed the pages of my thick book, Into the Swarm of Clouds.
“Oh, come on! Gah! Penny!” I straightened to glare at Penny, a pretty pink cockatoo that sat calmly in her cage. Penny had plucked my bookmark from my book this morning, when Winnie let her out. Then, Penny brought it to her cage and snapped her beak at anyone who tried to take it back from her.
My right hand was covered in small scratches and bite marks, from when I had tried to take back the lovely sapphire-colored bookmark made from fabric, that my mum had made me. But God decided it was better off sitting at the bottom of Penny’s cage, on top of cold metal bars, covered in bird droppings. Winnie would say it’s fate or whatnot.
Life is so unfair. Penny squawked, as if she agreed, her crest flared and wings stretched wide.
Ignoring Penny, I grunted as I finally found the page I had stopped at the night before, and gave Penny one long glare, before turning away to read my book.
And then, not even a minute later, I could hear the annoying ringing of the bell downstairs in the kitchen.
“Breakfast, everyone! Up, up!” I could hear Miss Raven calling. I sighed and slapped a sticky note I had found in my drawer on page 345, got up, shoved open the wooden door, and ran out (giving Penny a dirty look on the way out, of course).
“Come on, sis!” Winnie shouted from the kitchen, and I chuckled. A longtime ago, me and Winnie started saying that we were sisters, and it kind of grew to feel true. I brushed my hand across the stair’s wooden railing, speeding up.
“Alright, alright, I’m here! What’s for breakfast?” I called as I jogged down the stairs and skipped into the kitchen, almost tripping on the Miss Raven’s old bloodhound, Benjamin, in the process.
“Hold your fire, child!” Miss Raven called. She walked over to me, gave me a small kiss on the forehead, before patting Benjamin’s head.
“We’re having waffles!” Winne exclaimed as she sprang over to me.
“My favorite,” Jones, a tall blond boy added. He was a couple years over me, but I’ve been living in the orphanage longer than him.
“Oh, hush! Yesterday, you said pancakes were your favorite!” Charlie, Jones’ younger sister whinnied. Jones tugged on one of Charlie’s braids and she gave him a dirty look.
I smirked and glanced over at Winnie.
Winnie grinned back. I knew that we were both thinking the same thing: Anything made by Miss Raven is worth dying for. Especially crêpes.
“Oh, darlings, go to your seats. Quick, now!” Miss Raven said warmly, giving us kisses on our foreheads and cheeks as we rushed into the large, elegant looking dining room.
Miss Brindle, Miss Raven’s sister, gave us gentle shoves to our seats. Miss Brindle usually took care of the younger children and did most of the cleaning. Her cat, Shadow, a long-haired grey tom, padded over and sniffed my ankle, before letting out a mewl and trotting away, tail held high.
I grinned and plopped onto my chair, Benjamin settling at my feet. Winnie sat next to me, as always, and we exchanged a smile.
“Alright, my dears,” Miss Brindle said as she helped Josie, a small girl with pig tails, to her seat. “Let us say our thanks to our heavenly father, and then we can eat.”
We all bowed our heads.
Sorry it's so short! But... yeah. Kinda/not really SPOILER, the next chapter will be in Winnie's perspective. Anyway, lol, I hope you like it!