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Scarf
I hate this…
Alfred is having one of those stupid parties. Again!
He always does this everytime Dad and Papa go out for the night. He never gets caught though and just can't rat him out. You'd think it's because I love my brother and I just don't wanna get him in trouble but the truth is he threatened my dear kamijuki… Kamuchaki… well whatever he threatened my beloved bear! So being the weakling I am (physically) I don't rat him out. Also he knows I hate it when our parents get mad so he knows I won't tell. I even clean up the house sometimes! I just can't stand it when the house is a mess; I'm kinda like a neat freak. Sigh. I hate that about me because even if it's not my mess I get the urge to clean it up.
'Knock! Knock!'
I open the door then it reveals a slightly red in the face Alfred.
"What do you want" I said in my "Leave me alone" voice.
"Aww c'mon Mattie! Don't be like that. I even came up here to see if you're still alive!" He threw on a smile on his face that made him look so... so adorable!
Awww ~ how sweet of him! He came up to check on me! I felt a smile creep up my face.
Did I mention that I'm also a total softy for my brother? I've had that complex ever since we were kids! He's just so sweet. I could never deny him anything! The only reason I 'almost' disagree with him about throwing parties was because I hated. Not because I felt left out… well that's kind part of it but their just so freakin loud! He doesn't even know some of the people he invites! I don't want to be a party pooper but I am strongly against having strangers in my house.
Maybe that's why I don't have any friends… well I do have one but that's it!
I shook my head as if to get rid of the thought.
"Well, that's sweet of you but really what do you want." I said putting a hand on my hip. Even I admit that very… Feminine but I can't help it. Its one of my many habits.
"Hey! Can't I come and check up on my cute adorable little brother!" he said feigning a hurt look and putting his hand over his chest for emphasis.
I look at him with one brow up. Even though he is a one year older than me (his 16 and I'm 15) and I'm taller hahaha weird right? He likes to call me little brother because I guess it makes him feel better hahaha.
"Ok. that and I'm hear to ask you if you could clean up later I don't think I can hehehe" he scratching the back of his head.
I was about to protest but then he put on that puppy dog look. Sigh. I love my brother too much.
"Fine. Wake me up when you're done with your party."
2 hours later.
"Knock! Knock!"
"Hmmm…."
"KNOCK! KNOCK!"
"Alright I mah comin…"I rubbed me eyes and made my way to the door. There stood a happily drunk Alfred.
"Mattie! Fahnale! Wah tooked yah su loooong."
"Ah… sorry about that" Yup happily drunk. Sigh.
"Hahaha. Yah can cleawn upu now hehehe" and that when he decide to fall on the ground giggling and what not. Sigh.
I picked him up and dump him on his bed but he wouldn't let go of me so I got dragged down.
"Hehehehe My kwute wittle Mattie nevewr leave mah kay." He said then he fell in to a fit of giggles. He always tells me that, to never leave him alone. It's really cute if you ask me though it's not like I'm going anywhere.
We laid there for what seemed like hours (but really it was just for a few minutes) before Alfred's grip loosened and I got to my job cleaning up downstairs.
Alfred and I are very close. Even though we are not blood related we got along really well, he always looked out for me. Especially when we were kids and others would make fun of us for having two daddies he would always protect me. People eventually got over it and stopped make fun of us but the continued to make fun of me. Well that or ignore me or mistake me for Alfred. Even though we look alike were two different people. Alfred is more social and athletic than me and I'm more of the book smart and quite type. I don't mind though I like the silence but sometimes I get lonely so I decide to join a club.
There I met Kat; she's a really nice girl though she's older than me. She in grade 12. I guess we have a lot in common with the stuttering and all, she also have a brother whom from the way she talk about him loves him very much. I guess that's one more thing we have in common we both adore ours brothers hahaha. Funny thing though I never saw her brother, his name is Ivan. It sounds familiar enough but I just can't quite put my finger on it.
I was done clean up the kitchen and I was half way done with the leaving room when I notice a scarf all bunched up on the couch. It probably belongs to one of Alfred's friends. Sigh.
I pick it up to look if it had the owners name own it. Though I probably doubt it because I think I'm the only one in my school how does that anymore.
To my surprise I saw some scribble on the edge, it said
THIS IS PROPERTY OF IVAN BRAGINSKI ^_^ PEALSE RETURN IT IF YOU DON'T WELL WELL SEE WHAT HAPPENS KOLKOLKOLKOLKOL HEHEHE.
Mathew's face - _!
Then it dawn to me. This 'Ivan' is not only Kat's beloved but also my beloved brother's most hated rival.
So what do you guys think?