A/N: Sunday: Mornings Like These.

Mornings were always beautiful in, not matter where the family's home was. The orange/pink sun would light up the cloudless sky in its vibrant colors and paint the white walls on the inside of their homes with opened windows. The only room in their newest house which stark white walls was the family study, where the youngest of the famiy now found herself, about to enjoy her breakfast. Or at least she should've been. Sighing heavily as she settled into the soft, leather chair in front of the desk, she brought her cup of coffee (a drink she just began to enjoy upon the discovery of creamers) and inhaled its scent. The flavor of choice for today was Orange Sherbet, which would be an odd flavor of choice to most, but to her it just seemed fitting.

"Its mornings like this-" The young woman began but then cut herself off to sip her drink.

It was warm a smooth, much like the morning breeze that came in through the cracked window and its flavor was just as vibrant as the morning sun, whose colors actually seemed to add to the flavor, leaving behind a light tingle on her tongue. Sweet and yet not overpowering. This was something that she and her sister had not been able to have as a children (The sugar making them both to hyper), up until now that is. Since entering into her teen years, she found herself able to enjoy simple pleasures that she would usually frown upon, such as talking aloud to herself and drinking coffee.

"-That everything seems just a little bit better." She finished with a soft smile as she lowered the baby blue teacup and then placed it on the desk in front of her. "And this new house feels a little more like home."

The breakfast in front of her had been laid out by her mother, and taken up to the study but herself, and it consisted of three pieces of bacon and a main of eggs, with no salt or other ingredients added. It didn't really appeal to the Hailey at all, and in fact it felt quite heavy compared to the light and airiness that was her beverage. Such a strange contrast in textures that it caused Hailey to loose her appetite all together. Shoving her plate off to the side, she rose from her place at the table, took her mug in hand and shuffled towards the main sitting room of the home, where the sun was brightest.

"Just a little bit." She muttered, feeling tired already as she took to settling down into the plastic covering on the off white couch.

The cover folded and creased with every little move that she made, and while usually found this to be annoying, she found herself oddly comforted by it today. The wrinkling sound it made found more interesting than annoying as she made to listen to every little squeak it made, finding that it made her feel right at home. Absentmindedly, she let her eyes drift shut and tried to drink in as much of this peace and comfort as she could before she would have to prepare herself for another day, while also attempting to not fall asleep again. The thought of another day of fixing up their new home and adjusting to a strange new place left behind a bitter flavor in her mouth, which had now lost the tingle of the earlier sips of tea.

"Its mornings like this I wish would last for a while longer." She groaned, hearing her siblings beginning to stirr from upstairs and sliding out of the comforts of her chair, forcing herself to look at the clock.

It was seven o'clock on the dot by now, and the glow of the early morning sun had faded into a simple yellow one, lost in the sea of blue skies over head, now a mess with several cotton-swab likes clouds. The white of the walls upstairs and the uncomfortable sight of the couch down where she was seemed prominent now, standing out in such an unhomey way that Hailey could no longer stand to stay in the same room any longer. With a final glance down at that near empty, baby blue cup, the remaining contents now looked cold and bitter. The warm scent having warn off and taking its flavor with it. With a heavy sigh, which not only emptied her lungs of air but also of the vibrant morning that it had taken in earlier, she gathered her cup into both hands and returned it to its usual spot on a nearby silver tray.

"On the dot... Only a half an hour left until the beginning of a new day." She said to herself tiredly, finding the conversation to be very interesting, then walking to the rack that was closets to the door, she looked at the neat set of coats and messenger bags that hung there.

Only one set belonged to her. The rest, she handed the slightest clue of how they had gotten mixed up into her families somewhat organized system of things, but somehow they had and now only acted as a wall piece to brighten up the plainness of the rack and remind people that they were their because people lived there. Taking her dark purple coat into her left hand, and her carrying bag into the other, she headed to the front entrance of the house, wanting to get in an early morning walk before her siblings came downstairs. The day now resembled that of a child's drawing. The sky was deep blue and the grass was of the deepest green. Not a single color touched one another and kept to its separate way. Just outside, she was surprised to find that a familiar boy stood before her. One with spikey green and black hair.

"Good morning, Jake." Hailey called to him, putting on a bright smile as she walked over to him. 'Oh yeah! We were going to go to that store today!'

"Hey, Hail!" He called back to her, meeting her half way down the walk way that lead to her house.

Hailey smiled softly and tugged on her jacket quickly. On today's agenda, she had planned to start the day with a brief walk, but since Jake was already here then she was thinking of scrapping that idea. A cooling breeze fluttered around the two, seemingly dragging fall along with it and chasing their summer out and away. Clutching her coat tighter to her chest, Hailey thought back to the orange flavored coffee waiting for her to wash it down the drain as a thought fluttered back into her mind. That maybe fitting in wouldn't be so bad after all.