Chronocle of a Death Foretold Pastiche

Miles’ Day “Miles come eat your food before it gets cold!” Alyssa Baker yelled from the kitchen waking me from my dream. I groggily get up from my bed and headed towards the bathroom. The shower was on and I assumed the witch was using it. I reached for the knob and realized that it was locked, I knocked on the door. “Olivia I need to use the bathroom” I mumbled and got no answer. “Olivia!” I shouted. Not sure if she could hear through the shower, I made one last attempt at kicking the door; still nothing. Sometimes I liked her but also hated her. I stumbled to the kitchen still a little tired. “Please don’t wake me up unless the bathroom is free.” I told her. She turned around and glared at me. “Well maybe if you didn’t sleep until 3 in the afternoon the bathroom would be open for you” She remarked. “Well we can’t all be as perfect as you Alyssa Baker” I retorted. She stopped with the dishes and sighed. “You can call me mom whenever you’d like Miles.” She replied with a snort. “Whenever I like” I muttered. One of the few things I do enjoy about Alyssa Baker is her amazing food. I decided to grab a glass of milk then I took a bite out of today’s breakfast. Of course the best pancakes I’ve ever tasted. “I’m going to stay the night at Andrew’s house.” I told her. “Do you want me to make you something to eat?” She asked. I thought about the question for a second. “Sure.” I mumbled. I finished my breakfast and went to see if Olivia was done with the bathroom. From her now closed door I could tell she was out; time to start the day.

After a short walk to Andrew Goodwin’s street I finally found myself at his door. Three loud knocks and a minute of waiting I pulled out my phone to call him. “Andrew?” I asked. “Yeah man, I forgot to tell you that my mother needed me to pick her up from work.” He explained. “I’ll be home in an hour or two.” He assured. “All right man, just call me whenever you get back.” I said as I hung up. I Guessed it was time to go back home and