Maya's Mansion
3:30
Maya's Bedroom
I was looking at my outfits that I had planned for the first week of school and saw that I needed to work on them. That would've worked fine for Ohio, but not for New York.
Just then, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hello, this is the Social Services office. Are you Maya Lee?" Someone asked.
"Yes, that's me." I said.
"Is your little sister's name Kylar Lila Shideezhi Lee?" the person asked.
"Um, I don't have a little sister," I said.
"Is your parents names Alita Camila Lee and Atilio Candelario Lee?" she asked.
"Yes." I snapped. I was getting bored out of my MIND with her stupid questions.
"Well, those are Kylar's parent's names." She said.
"So what?" I nearly screamed.
"Well, then I guess it's apparent that you have a little sister. Come to the office in the courthouse, downtown at 605 Maximilienne Avenue. As quickly as you can. And make sure you have a big trunk." she snapped. Then she just hung up!
How rude.
I called my driver, Alejandro Ramirez and told him to get to the Rolls Royce ready.
Social Services Office
Downtown, Courthouse
3:40 PM,
605 Maximilienne Avenue
I walked into the courthouse and went to go pick up Kylar, my "little sister" whom I never even knew existed! Ehmagawd~talk about a shocker!
I went up to the desk.
"Hello, I'm here to pick up Kylar Lila Shideezhi Lee." I said in a "BORED" tone.
"Ah, yes. Right this way," this grouchy old...fart said.
I sighed and followed and saw a little girl no older than ten sitting outside some room in a chair swinging her legs and listening to an iPod, with suitcases around her. Not as many as I had, but still okay in number.
She looked up, and her eyes said, "GET ME OUT OF HERE!"
I said, "Come on. Time to go."
She just gave me this confused look, and spoke in some rapid language I didn't understand to the translator. It was Hebrew, I assumed.
"She said that she can't talk back. She can understand, but can't speak English."
"Alright." I said.
I made a gesture to follow me. She tried to pick up all of her suitcases and failed miserably.
"Do you want me to call my driver?" I asked.
She nodded, accustomed to the idea. It seemed like she had used a driver her whole life.
This confused me slightly.
I turned around.
"When we get to the car, we are going to use Google Translator and figure out what you need to do. Okay?" I said.
She nodded.
We walked to the car.
Rolls Royce
3:45 PM
Somewhere on the Road
I had my laptop on my lap, and I told her to type in something in Hebrew about how much schooling she's had.
She typed: I have passed Level Four.
I thought, that must be fourth grade.
Then I remembered we also had to go pick up Josh, my steady boyfriend!
I leaned forward. "Go to BOCD, please, Alejandro," I told him.
Alejandro just nodded. Then Kylar typed something really quick.
Is Alejandro always this quiet?
"Yeah," I said.
She typed a response: He acts like a big old fart.
I giggled.
She looked at me like, crazy head.
We stopped at BOCD.
Josh walked up to the car.
"What is she doing in the limo? Who is she?" Josh asked, very perplexed.
"She's my little sister," was my simple reply.
"Your WHAT?" yelled Josh. Kylar got scared at Josh's outburst and started staring out the window.
"Can we talk about this when we get back to my mansion, please?" I asked, getting a bit annoyed at how Josh was taking this. But what was I supposed to expect?
We arrived at my mansion ten minutes later, with a very confused teenager, a scared ten-year-old, and one unsure-of-what-to-do-next sister, me.
"Explain. Now." was all Josh said.
"Her name's Kylar. Her mom and sister died a week ago, in a car crash, in Tel Aviv." I said.
"You're Israeli?" Josh addressed this question to Kylar and not to me.
Kylar grabbed the laptop out of my hands and typed furiously, on the Google Translator.
"If she's Israeli," I said, reading the response Kylar typed in.
Then I continued. "As I was saying, her mom was killed and nobody knows where her dad is, so I decided to take her in. And, yes, she's going to live with me."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Josh asked me.
"I would have if I had known this was happening." I said.
"So, I guess you have a new sister." Josh said, smiling.
"I guess I do." I said, smiling back. We leaned in for a kiss.
The only thing we heard was Kylar's small, "ew..." than she turned her face to hide in the couch cushions.
Well, at least this whole episode ended nicely.
