Symmetry Complex One Shot Series

"Beck, Should I wear Black jeans or Navy Blue Jeans?" Holding up to show my usually annoying older brother the 2 choices that the Infamous Death The Kid was sure to love on me. Jeans. Symmetrical and it complements my legs perfectly! Both from my favorite store in the world!

"The black ones, Can't you tell? With the other ones, One side is darker than the other side. And Kid would HATE than would that wouldn't he?" Beck said quite smugly, with that smug look, and with those smug eyes, and most of all, His SMUG TONE.

"Geez! You don't have to give me tone, Mister!" I scowled at him as he turned around to finish washing the dishes. I ran back into my room to chose a shirt and shoes. I came out with a White tank along with a gray cardigan that matches with pink neon flats or a navy blue baby doll short dress with 4 inch silver peep toe heels.

"I'm torn between these too. Which one do you think?" I switched view between the two for an appropriate view of the choices.

"Wow… What a predicament you are in Lil Sis." He just finished drying the plates and set the last one down on the open rack. He walked closer to me to get a better view.

"I love the second outfit. It fits your figure like a glove. But the shoes… Well, I think the neon Flats give you a nice pop of color. But the Silver Peep toes complement your hair quite nicely…" As he contemplated at my shoe of choice, the door bell rang.

"Coming!" I ran to get the door. When I opened it, Kid was standing there.

"Good Evening Callie" He looked at me with a courteous smile. It was breath taking.

"Oh…What an interesting choice of clothing." He was blushing as he looked away. In that moment, I just remembered…

I had taken a shower and changed into my PJs… This sucks… I was wearing bloomers and a tank top.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" While I was running into my room out of embarrassment, I shut the door behind me, and yelled to Beck.

"Beck! Kid! Inside! Now!" I quickly shut the door to change. I heard the front door open. I could hear them talking in the living room.

In that moment, I almost became the living dead.

I plopped down on my bed with the fan on in my messy room. Ah… Worst. Evening. Ever.