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Chocolate Valentine Teddy Bear, Chapter 1


Where is Dexter

It was a frosty, February morning, as everyone was getting ready, starting their busy day. Lisa, the mother, was hurrying through the house, trying to rush everyone else up.

She had done everyone breakfast, hoping they would come down and eat, while it was still hot. As usual, though, no one was ready, and the food was getting colder by the minute.

Yelling out for the kids to come on, didn’t seem like it was working. Lisa grabbed up her keys and headed towards the door. Panicking, as if the world was about to end, Lisa couldn't get the kids to move forward to the day ahead of them.

Alisha, the ten-year-old daughter, was in the bathroom, brushing her long, straight, black hair. She already had her school clothes on and was finishing up her last-minute touches. As she fussed with her hair, for not doing what she wanted it to do, she threw the brush down in the bathroom sink and headed off, to her room. Nothing was going her way that morning. She had been looking for her teddy bear, Dexter; that was nowhere in her room.

While Jake, the fourteen-year-old son, was up in his room, jamming to his hard rock music, was tossing his head around, with his shoulder-length somewhat curly black hair swaying beneath the oversized earphones, clamped on his head, over his ears.

Jake had thrown on some baggy pants and an old, worn out, rock band t-shirt, Jake was ready for school but didn’t care anything about going. All he cared about, was his music; most certainly wasn't a fan of school.

Carl, the father, was sitting down, at the kitchen table, sipping on his morning coffee, as he was enjoying reading the daily newspaper. Lying on his plate, was a few bites, of his leftover blueberry bagel. He was in no hurry. As always, he was the last one to leave every morning. Fully clothed, with his suit and tie on, Carl sat there, in his chair, and watched everyone else, scamper around the house.

It was just another regular daily routine for this family. They were always running late. None of them ever had time to sit down and enjoy a meal together. It was still chaos. They had, no coronation, within their home.

Lisa shouted, from the bottom of the stairs, "Hurry up! You're going to be late for school again!"

Alisha came running, frantically down the stairs, yelling out to her mom, "Have you seen Dexter? I can't find him anywhere!"

"We don't have time to look for that bear this morning Alisha. Finish getting ready so that we can go. Be sure to tell your brother, to come on as well," explained Lisa, “you’re going to be late.”

"I can't go without Dexter," blurted out Alisha, as she stomped up the stairs.

When she came to her brother's bedroom door, she pushed it open so hard that it bounced off the wall as it hit.

"Mom says, come on. By the way, have you seen Dexter? He's missing again," asked Alisha.

"No, I've not seen your stupid bear," scolded Jake, as he pushed her through the doorway and into the hallway while slamming the door in her face.

"I'm telling mom," she yelled out, as she kicked the door with her foot.

She then went back to her room, to try and find Dexter again. While looking under her bed, she discovered her pompom that she had lost a week earlier. Next, she looked in the closet.

She was headed to the bathroom, when Lisa called out again, "Let's go! We are leaving now!"

As Alisha headed back towards the stairs again, she pushed her brother's door open once more, "time to go," she yelled, as she ran towards the stairs.

Reaching downstairs, Alisha ran into the kitchen and grabbed the pop tart that her mom had fixed for her thirty minutes earlier. While trying to get into the car, she took a bite of the pop tart.

"Ugh! Mom, this pop tart is cold," said Alisha, as she got into the car.

"It wasn't cold when I told you to eat it earlier," responded Lisa.

Off To School You Go

Just as soon as Lisa cranked up the car, Jake bounced in the backseat.

Put your seat belts on you two,” ordered Lisa.

Heading down the road, Jake was playing around with his drumsticks, hitting Alisha on the back of her head.

"Stop! Mom! Jake won't stop hitting me on the head."

"Jake, leave your sister alone. Her head is not a drum."

"Oh, by the way, the guys want to practice this afternoon after school. I'll be home around midnight," said Jake.

"You will do no such thing. You are to be home, no later than eight o'clock."

"But mom, I can't just leave in the middle of practice. We got a big gig coming up soon."

"Well, then you better do a lot of practicing by eight o'clock then, because that's what time you are to be home," explained Lisa, as she pulled up to his school, to let him out.

"Ugh, I can't believe you," rudely said Jake, as he slammed the door shut and walked away.

As they drove over to Alisha's school, Alisha looked at her mom and asked, "Can you please find Dexter for me? I still don't know where he is."

"I have much to do today, Alisha. I don't have time to look for your bear. You need to keep up with your stuff better, so you won't be losing them all the time."

Alisha got out of the car with her head down. All she could think about was Dexter. She had owned him for as long, as she could remember. He was all worn out. One of his eyes was missing, and his thread had come undone in several locations. Typically, he would go everywhere with Alisha. At school, Dexter would remain in her backpack or her locker until it was time for her to go home. He had attended all the overnight parties that she had ever attended. Even on Sunday mornings, Dexter was up in church listening to the preacher, just like everyone else. He was more part of her life, then her family was.

© 2019 KathyWheelerJouini

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