Disclaimer: the characters of Dawn, Mary Anne, Sharon, Richard and Logan belong to Ann M. Martin. All other characters belong to me.
Notes: Alex (Alexandra) is Sharon and Richard's daughter. she was born when Dawn and Mary Anne were fourteen. She is now thirteen and Dawn and Mary Anne are twenty-seven.
"Alex! Hurry up and get down here!" my mom yelled up the stairs to me. "We're leaving in 5 minutes."
I looked in the mirror and rolled my eyes. I was not going downstairs. I was not going to go to the airport. I didn't see the point. It's not like they were eager to see me, so why should I have been eager to see them. I hadn't seen either of them in four years. Not since Mary Anne got married to Logan Bruno. They never bothered to tell me when they both got pregnant (twice). They left that up to for Mom and Dad to tell me. I doubt if either of them ever asks Mom or Dad how I'm doing. They never even showed up last year when I was in the hospital to have my appendix removed. Some sisters. I hated them.
I heard a knock at my door.
"Alexandra," I heard my mom say. "Can I come in?"
"Fine," I said as I got up to unlock my bedroom door to let her in.
"We're leaving to go pick up Dawn and Mary Anne at the airport now," my mom said to me.
"I'm not going," I told her.
"Why not?" my mom asked, slightly surprised. "Don't you miss them? You haven't seen them in years."
"That's not my fault."
"Alex, you don't have to be rude about it."
"Whatever," I said as I rolled my eyes at my mom.
"Don't do that," Mom snapped at me. "If you don't want to go then I won't make you."
Mom got up off my bed and left my room. I listened to Mom walk down the stairs and tell Dad that I wasn't going to the airport with them. A few minutes later I heard them leave and the two cars back out of the driveway.
I sat on my bed and looked at the pictures on my dresser. There was one of Mom, Dad, Dawn, Mary Anne and Jeff the day Mom and Dad got married. Another had a picture of all six of us taken when Mary Anne and Dawn graduated high school. I was only three at the time. The third picture was of me with my two half-sisters. It was taken four years ago when Dawn and Mary Anne were home for Mary Anne's wedding.
I wiped a tear from my face. I hated them for not watching me grow up. I hated them for not being there for me when I needed sisters the most. I hated that they were closer to each other then they were to me. I hated the age difference between us and that I was at a different point in my life then they were.
I looked at my reflection the mirror. Everybody says that I look a lot like Mary Anne when she was my age, especially before she cut her hair. I have been compared to my half-sisters my entire life. I've been told that I'm shy and timid like Mary Anne was. I'm athletic like Dawn was. I hate when people say that. I wish I wasn't like either of my sisters. Then I wouldn't have to hide the fact that I miss them when people mention them.
I have nothing in common with them. They're adults and I'm still a kid. Mary Anne had gone to the University of Iowa when she graduated high school. Her marks were good enough and she received a full scholarship. She said she was going because it was a really good school. I believe she went so that she could be closer to her grandmother (her mother's mother). She graduated with a degree in psychology and she was the best in her class. I was proud of her, even if I never told her. Four years ago she married her middle school boyfriend, Logan Bruno. He was a high school athletics coach. A year after they married, Mary Anne gave birth to identical twin girls, Amber and Amelia. From the pictures that I had seen of them, they look more like Mary Anne then they do like Logan. The four of them live in Logan's home town of Louisville, Kentucky.
After graduation Dawn had decided to return to California to attend university at UCLA. She graduated with a degree in Biochemistry Nutrition and is now working and living in San Francisco as a nutritionist. She had eloped six years ago with a guy she had met at university, Bradley Parker. They now have a five year old blonde daughter, Daisy, and a two year old boy, Rider (who also has blonde hair).
I laughed half-heartedly. I had three nieces and a nephew and I had never seen either of them. Daisy had stayed in California with Bradley when Dawn had come home for Mary Anne's wedding.
I heard the cars pull into the driveway, my sisters were home.