It was half past ten in the morning and the alarm on Krisha's phone had rung for the nth time that morning. She groaned as in vibrated near her in face. She mumbled as she reached to put it on snooze but she could not feel it anywhere near her pillow.
"Wake up Krinky!" her little sister, Kyla shouted near her ear.
Krisha shot up at the sound of her little sister's high pitched voice, "Get out of here." She said groggily, "It's too early."
'It's almost noon!" Kyla whined.
Her eyes were still half closed and she did not have the slightest plan of getting out of bed. "So?" she asked her sister shortly then lied back down and pulled her comforter over her head.
Kyla started jumping up and down on her bed, singing some pop song that Krisha had never heard of before. Krisha was trying to tolerate her sister's squeaky singing voice as much as she could, desperately attempting to get back to sleep.
"Kyla! I seriously want to go back to sleep." She said grumpily from under her sheets.
She felt her sister stoop jumping on her bed. She was relieved, thinking that her sister ust have finally left the room after it had been quiet for a few seconds. Then suddenly, her comforter was pulled all the way off of her. She was ready to bellow on her sister but at the foot of her bed, was Kyla making a cute pleading face, matching a little pout on her lips.
"Okay, what is it?" Krisha asked, finally giving in.
"You forgot?" Kyla demanded as if she had forgotten something so crucially important.
Krisha just gave her a puzzled look. It was too early for her to remember things.
Giving out a heavy sigh, Kyla said, "Today's the Jonas Brother's Charity Concert! How can you possibly forget that?"
There was a pause. Jonas Brothers, who the heck? Krisha tried searching through her head trying to remember anything about the charity concert or the Jonas Brothers but there was nothing. "Oh, right. The concert." She said pretending to have remembered what her sister was talking about, "Uhm…so?"
"SO?!?" Kyla exclaimed, "You promised you'd go to the mall with me to get me their new album and buy new clothes for the concert!"
I effin' did? She thought to herself, then figured it must have been one of those promises that she makes her sister all the time just to get her to stop bugging her an leave her alone. "Oh, yeah."
Grinning widely, "So get out of bed 'cause dad will be driving us in a few minutes." With that, her sister skipped her way out of the room while humming.
"Great." Krisha groaned as she got out of bed for a quick shower.
It had not yet been a few minutes when she got off the shower when she already heard her sister exitedly screaming from downstairs, "Hurry up Krinky!"
"Just a sec!" she grunted. Krisha hated a lot of things but on top of them was being called Krinky and being made to hurry.
She looked at herself in the mirror and cussed. She hated how she looked. Long straight black hair, styled into an unruly do with a few red streaks here an there; naturally sun tanned skin; lean built with a few developing curves. She sighed.
"KRISHA!" Kyla called again.
She did not bother answer. She pulled on a black Arch Enemy tee, and a pair of dark bootleg jeans. On her way out of the room, she grabbed a black leather cuff and put on her old navy flip flops and rushed down stairs.
"Do you need a comb, Krish?" her Mom asked as she handed her a comb.
Taking a moment to look herself on a mirror, she remembered she hadn't combed yet, "Nope, I like it like that." She said then started to the car and got into the passenger seat.
"Finally." Kyla said as her sister closed the door of their Dad's black Honda Civic.
"Hey you should be thanking me for coming with you!" Krisha exclaimed at her ungrateful little sister, "Besides it only took me a little less than ten minutes to get ready."
"But still." Kyla whined with a lame comeback.
Krisha simply rolled her eyes, and then leaned to the driver's seat to kiss their Dad, "Haven't seen you in a few weeks." She said quietly.
"I know, I've been a bit too busy with work lately."
Krisha let out a sigh, "Oh, I thought Lily was holding you up again." she said meaningfully, referring to their father's new wife.
"Let's not go there please Krisha."
"Whatever." She replied flatly, putting on the earphones of her iPod, throwing her head back into the seat.
It has always been like this ever since their parents broke up. It have always been awkward. There were always issues that everyone just wants to dismiss and go around on. At first it was still tolerable; it was just as if their parents decided to live apart but besides that, everything was tried to stay the same. But that was until Lily came along. To Krisha, even if Lily entered the scene two years after the divorce, she stil, thought that maybe her parents would still have a chance to get back together.
Lily stole that hope from her and her sister. She entered the scene and ruined everything or at least that was what Krisha wanted to make herself believe. Somehow, blaming someone else made everything easy.
What does she want from da anyways? She's freakin' 25 years old, that's a 12 year difference on there! She thought as Arch Enemy's The Day You Died screamed through her iPod.
"We're here!" Kyla announced, pulling off krisha's earphones. Apparently, her sister had been calling her attention but she couldn't hear though her loud music.
Kyla gave their Dad a peck on the cheek then skipped her way out of the car while Krisha managed to give a little smile before she hugged her Dad goodbye. Their mom was to pick them up afterwards, and Krisha could tell that she would not see her Dad for another few weeks—or months even.
"Wait up, Kyla!" Krisha called after her sister, taking long strides to catch up on Kyla who was then running to the biggest record store in the mall.
"Hurry, Krinky! They might run out of copies!" Kyla called back a he took off faster.
"Okay, okay." Krisha grunted thinking, 'The release is today, how could they possibly run out?'
Her question was answered when she finally caught up with her sister who was standing at the back of a very long line. 'Whoa! What I this line about?' she thought peeking at what the sign up front read, it was difficult to see so she pushed her way a bit up front.
"Hey! Go to your line!" some girl in a dressy little outfit shouted at her then pushing her back beside Kyla.
She did manage to read what the sign said or at least the part that said Jonas Brothers CD. "Wow, these guy make some girls wild." she remarked loud enough for her sister to hear.
"And you're so weird to not know them." Kyla replied.
"Hey, I do know them. I saw them in Disney channel this once."
It was taking quite a while before they got to the counter. They were almost there, there was just this one man standing right in front of them, and a few CDs left in the stand.
"How many CDs left?" the man asked the CD guy behind the counter.
Giving a warm smile the guy answered, "Only 16 copies left Sir."
"I'll take them all." he said.
At the corner of Krisha' eyes, she thought she saw Kyla's eyes widen upon hearing this, "Ooh no!" she gasped under her breath as the man walked off and the CD guy placed an OUT OF STOCK sign.
There were a number of sighs and whining at the back of the line.
"Oh luck!" Krisha said.
Krisha was just about to let it go when she saw the look on her sister's face. "We can try to get it some other time when they have stocks, Ky." She told her sister.
"NO we can't. I wanted to have it signed at the meet and greet later after the concert." she protested. She wore the look that would suggest that she had lot the biggest opportunity ever.
"Well they'll till have a concert some other time. Have it signed then?" Krisha suggested, starting to feel guilty about her sister not getting the CD. After all, she woke up late.
"But that would be different." She whined.
"Okay, okay." Krisha said, trying to figure something out.
Grabbing her sister by the arm, they found their way out of the record store. She spotted the man who bought the rest of the CD walking towards the exit gate.
"Hey mister!" she jogged towards him.
The man looked at her, slowing down his pace until the tow finally fell into step with him, "Yes?"
"You think I can buy one of the CDs from you?"
He shook his head, "I'm sorry, no."
"How about I pay some extra?"
The man's expression looked interested at the offer. Scalper Krisha thought. "50 dollars." He bargained, wearing a poker face.
Krisha turned and looked at her sister who was wearing a puppy dog eyes, "How much did mom give you?" she asked Kyla.
"Thirty five." she replied.
"We only have thirty five." she said.
The man motioned to leave, "Well I am sorry."
Krisha gave her wallet a quick look and sighed, "Forty." She haggled.
"Okay." The man said, turning back to them.
'It was nice doing business with you two." he said as he handed Krisha the CD and leave.
She handed it over to Kyla who started jumping up and down. "Now, let's find me some awesome clothes."
They walked in from store to store. In Krisha's opinion, everything that her sister tried on looked nice but Kyla keep saying that those weren't the it clothes she was looking for. She says she wants something that would make the Jonas Brothers notice her. A few times, Krisha retorted impatiently with a few, Why not go as a clown, that would make you stand out; Or a Jeeze, you're 10 and you want to get them to notice you like that?
Kyla finally found the clothe he wanted after going though all the shops and walking around the mall for a full two hours. She bought it from the second store they visited, which almost made Krisha snap. "If you liked that already, then why didn't you get it the first time we got in here?"
"Well I wanted to make sure I wouldn't find anything better." Kyla smiled, not noticing her sister's annoyance.
If there was one thing that Krisha hated over waking up early and being made to hurry up, it was shopping. She never shop the way most girls do. Most of the time, she'd just go to the mall is she needed something and go directly to the store where she needed something from. She didn't like aimlessly wandering around looking for something.
She looked over her sister who was then smiling at herself, contented with her pink cami and studded white Capri pants.