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Sometimes I wondered why out of all my friends, I was the one who had to be socially awkward. The guy who stumbled over invisible objects, the guy who had lost his mother, only to be replaced with an another one, the guy who wasn't the strongest nor the bravest, more importantly, the guy that felt worthless. Had I honestly done something so wrong to the point where the Lord himself had stricken me with such a painful life. Right now, and possibly forever, my heart was to be cocooned up until further notice.
Brushing through my messy clumps of orange hair, I stare at my facial features. I never really enjoyed having to see out of big frames, especially since they were purple. My freckles were all over the place, decorating me as if I let a baby draw on my face. To make things short, I had found myself unattractive. Sighing, I changed out of my pajamas, pulling on wrinkly clothing considering I didn't care to iron them. Slipping on my shoes, my bedroom door creaked, revealing a troubled Kimi behind it. "Hey big bro, could I ask you a question?"
Smiling a little, I patted her a seat next to me. Her black hair was done in her creative bun style, chopsticks holding it. On her body, she wore a blue dress with a brown fur coat over it. Stockings painted her legs a white while ankle boots covered her feet. As she sat down, she emitted a sigh before continuing with her question. "Do you think Tommy will like this outfit?" Her question was so pure and small, it made me want to make an effort to answer her. I knew I wasn't exactly great in this type of field, but I spoke out the most cheesiest answer I knew.
"I'm sure he'll love it. Besides, I'm pretty sure he'll already like the real you. If not, that's his loss." For awhile, the only think Kimi would ever worry about is capturing the admiration of Tommy's. Though she had claimed to lose her feelings for their purple haired friend, one or another, those emotions had reached their way back up. Though I wanted to show my continuous support, I grew a bit anxious myself. What if Kimi became so infatuated, that she would suddenly forget about me? The guy who's going to be here to help her.
"Thanks Chuckie, I'll keep that in mind." Kimi smiled, hugging me before she departed. Feeling as if I earned an extra dose of motivation, I hurried to pack my bag, not wanting to miss the bus like I've done in the past. Running my fingers through my hair, I exit my room, purposely forgetting to make my bed or even turn out the light. Downstairs sat my tranquil family, the one I was graceful to have, but at the same time worried. Things had gotten a little bit shaky since the past few months, and I so desperately wanted to help. My father wanted out of my mother's cafe business, and my mother could use the extra help. Besides that, my father had other womanly company, and surely my mother didn't enjoy it. By the looks of her face, Kimi seemed uncomfortable, so she quickly spread out the jam on her toast.
After giving our parents their goodbye kisses, we both emitted a sigh. "Do you think mom and dad will divorce?" Kami questioned through bits of bread. Even though I couldn't work how the future would unfold, I gave Kimi an assuring answer. The last thing I wanted to do was make my own sister worry about her future. "Mom and dad love us too much to separate." Besides, Kira was Kimi's real mother, and I could imagine the pain she would feel if our family broke apart, causing her to move away. After a minute or so, a faded bus screeched to a halt. The bus driver greeted us with a smile, showing off her pearly whites. As Kimi walked past Tommy, she smiled at him, a dreamy expression on her place. As she moved alone, I slid in next to Tommy. Lil and Phil sat across from us, bonding over some weird twin thing, and Dil sat in front of us, being the wacky individual that he is. Like usual, Kimi was back there socializing, mostly with people I wouldn't dare talk too.
"Hey Chuckie, me and the guys are going for a smoothie after school. Wanna tag along?" Tommy offered. Considering I refused his last offers, I decided to agree, trying to poke a hole in my socially awkward behavior. Though it was a simple activity, I knew the hang out with become tough, considering if Kimi overheard, she would become another addition, possibly becoming a third wheel. Though she was completely oblivious, Tommy was already falling in love with another girl. She was a redhead, her eyes the color of emeralds. I knew my sister's heart was going to be broken, but I didn't know how soon. I wanted to warn her, but my heart held me back. For the rest of the bus ride, me and the guys chatted over random things like we usually did. Occasionally, Tommy brought up his crush, but we didn't mind it much. Finally, we arrived to what seemed like prison.
After we had gotten inside, a light drizzle had started, matching my gloomy mood. Just when I thought I could start off my school day peacefully, Angelica, the girl who's pestered not only me, but my friends since were in diapers was already one step ahead of us. Glittery eye shadow painted her lids, while her lips were glossed. Right behind her, her posse sprayed her with perfume, while another smoothed her straightened hair out. "Hey dorks, make way for the queen." Angelic spat, pushing her posse members away. Kimi and Lil only folded their arms, trying their best to be in to be frightening, Dil being the natural person that he is, made way, Phil and Tommy had done the same, though they weren't happy about it. For some reason, I couldn't find myself to move, causing Angelic to grab me by the collar.
"I said move it dweeb, or else." Angelica growled, her perfume intoxicating my nose. Before I could respond, Kimi had stepped in the way, ready to put up a fight. "Why don't leave my big brother alone? Besides, who made you the queen?" Soon, Kimi and Angelica were nose to nose, growling at each other. As the bell rang, we had to break them up, resulting in all of us thanking her. But she mostly listened to Tommy's appreciation, her cheeks red as she walked off. I was in a different classes from my friend, so I was basically alone until I had science class with Lil, and saw the rest of them at lunch. Slinging my book bag over my shoulder, I continued to class. Ready for a long day of fatigue.
Through dull history class, messy science class, complicated math class, and working my way through lousy electives, I had finally made it. Though lunch time was no better, it was still a break from learning. My mother had been nice enough to pack me a lunch, filling it with food I actually wanted to eat. I sat at a round table near the window, watching as my friends filed in. Of course, Kimi almost killed Phil to grab a seat next to Tommy. Tommy mouth turned into a squiggly discomfort as Kimi couldn't stop giggling. After a while, Kimi and Lil were laughing over something, but we didn't bother to ask. "I can't wait for the Christmas dance. I've been wanting to ask a certain person for a long time." Tommy sighed, his hand on top of the other.
"Hey Kimi, is there a certain person you want to see under the mistletoe?" Lil snickered, her face red from laughing. Kimi nodded, avoiding eye contact with everyone. I knew Tommy wasn't thinking of Kimi, the thought of being just her friend, while Kimi seemed to have her her whole future planned out. I couldn't say they wouldn't be a wonderful couple, but the odds were defiantly not in their favor. I took several bites of my banana sandwich, watching as everyone made conversation. I needed to find a way to protect her feelings, more importantly her heart.
After school me and guys sat at a table, chatting over smoothies and snacks. Luckily, Kimi hadn't overheard my plans, and she had seemed so occupied with her friends anyway. "Hey Chuckie, want to be the three amigos again?" Phil asked, scratching his head. For every dance we have, Dil, Phil, and I goes as the three amigos, the guys who never end up with a date, the ones who end up gobbling food and dancing on the sidelines. Dil was simply too weird, or so our females peers put it, and Phil had atleast one or two love interests, only to give it up. Me on the other hand, wasn't dating material. Besides, I've never taken a interest in anyone before. Now, it seemed like the whole cafeteria was chattering about the dance, conversation all over the place. I didn't think much of it until now.
Tommy hurried to the door, holding it open for a redheaded girl. In stepped a glimmering individual, everything about her screaming enthusiastic. Her hair was short and curly, though her bangs were shoulder length and straight. Her eyes were sparkling emeralds, standing apart from people who only had blue or brown eyes. Her skin was fair, free from flaws. She stood in a violet dress, a black heart button pinning up fabrics on it. Her white socks were knee length, and black patent shoes were on her feet. No offense to my sister, but she didn't have any stiff competition. As of right now, my sister's fashion sense was all over the place, but I would never tell her that.
"Guys, this is Margo. Margo, these are my friends Phil and Chuckie, and this my brother Dil." I could hear the nervousness in his voice, the effort of trying to make a good impression. I could see Phil and Dil keeping themselves from making googly eyes before I returned to a magazine I was reading. After a few minutes of listening to them chatter, the jingle of the door's bell caught my attention. Along with some other people, Kimi and Lil walked in. They looked sweaty, their faces red, while they panted. Kimi smiled toward me, only to turn her attention to someone else. In a matter of moments, from being sweaty and out of breath, she turned into a quivering girl. "M-Margo, what are you doing here?"
The redhead spun on her heels, her mouth turning into a smirk. "Who invited chopstick girls. I swear you Chinese girls have no fashion sense." She cackled, her facial expression intimidating. Out of instinct, I sprung into action. After all, I owed her one from the Angelica incident. "Hey, cut it out. I assure you my little sister is fine." I pushed up my purple frames, puffing my chest out as I did. I was a bit disappointed, considering Tommy ignored his crushes behavior. He could have at least stood up for Kimi, at least in a friendly way. "Little sister? Where's your slanted eyes?" She teased, moving her eyes to make slants. Again, Tommy said nothing, sipping at his mango flavored smoothie. I could feel tears blur my vision, knowing this girl didn't know the changes that happened in our lives. Not wanting to hear anymore from her venomous mouth, I grabbed Kimi's hand and pulled her out the store.
"I you couldn't invite your own sister to get a smoothie." Kimi folded her arms, tapping her foot.
"It was sort of a guy's thing Kimi. We did exclude you intentionally."
"Oh, but I see you guys had no problem over inviting fire breath Margo." I bit my lip, careful to not let any information slip. Kimi would be torn apart if she found to know Tommy's heart was stolen from another. When Kimi was done glaring at me, we walked home quietly, denying eye contact. When Kimi and I stepped in our home, we found our mother sound asleep on the couch, her arms clutching my father's portrait. Tissues were all over the place, and wine glasses littered the floor. As I followed the trash, I saw my father curled up on the floor, my mother's portrait in his hand. I don't know what type of freak show happened while we were gone, but I sensed it was emotional, causing me not to question.
After getting washed up and preforming my personal hygienic tasks, I could hear soft cries emit from a room. Considering our parents were still asleep on the couch, I already figured it was Kimi. Our rooms didn't have any locks, so I barged right in, not politely like I used too. Kimi's mascara was ruined, staining her face with black trails. Her pillows were stained with tears and falling makeup, and it seemed like she had a hard time breathing. Her eyes nearly bulged when she had saw me enter, causing her to wipe her tears more quickly. "I'm sorry, you had to see me like this." She smiled, obviously fake.
"Kimi, why are you crying? And don't lie to me." I demanded, taking a seat on her bed as she made room. I let Kimi collect herself before she responded. Whatever the reason, it must have been really painful. After a while, she cleared her throat. "I'm scared that mom and dad might split up. And not only that, but it may get us Separated." I was a bit taken aback. Even if Kimi was my sister, I didn't think she cared about me too much. I thought she would notice the same flaws I had noticed within myself, but Kimi, she was different.
"Don't think like that Kimi! Our parents love us, and even if they were to do such a thing, they wouldn't let that happen." I tried to reassure her, but I knew I was unsure. For right now, all I could do was caress her hand, and rub her back when she started to cry again. As of now, my mission was to make sure my parents stayed together. Not for the sake of us, but for Kimi herself. The consequences of our life was now in my hands.
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