Who Needs Breakfast?

As she walked into the kitchen she saw Peggy, the maid, standing at the stove beating a bowl of eggs. "Good morning Miss Peggy," Misty said as she grabbed her denim backpack.

"Hello, Misty." Peggy held up the bowl of eggs. "I'm going to make some scrambled eggs for you and your brother." She poured the eggs into a skillet. "If he ever gets up," she added, under her breath.

Craig was in trouble again! Misty grinned. "Sorry, but I need to get going. I'm running late."

"Oh no you don't!" Peggy stopped stirring the eggs. "You know your mom makes you eat breakfast every morning before school." She stood with her hands on her hips giving Misty the Evil Eye. "Just because she's out of town, don't think you don't have to eat!"

Misty sighed. "Fine." As soon as she pulled the kitchen chair out, she heard the squealing of the school bus tires. She turned away so Peggy wouldn't see the grin forming on her face. "Gotta go! See you later Miss Peggy!" She could hear Peggy yelling at her until the bus doors shut behind her.

Later at school, Misty sat in Math class staring at the clock hanging over the chalkboard. Two more hours until lunch? Her stomach growled. She put her head down on the desk and prayed for the time to go faster. "Test time!" Mrs. Taylor plopped the fraction test on Misty's desk.

Misty picked up her sharpened #2 pencil and read the first problem. All she could think about was her stomach growling. She shut her eyes for a second to focus, and could barely open them back up. She shook her head. "Get a grip, Misty!" she said under her breath.

English class wasn't much better. Still an hour to lunch! Who cares why a preposition dangles? Misty thought about the eggs Peggy had been cooking that morning. Her mouth watered. Maybe I should have eaten breakfast, she thought.