TWO
By the time, I had awoken, my cousin, Hayner was gone. It was quite odd since he was just as cranky as I was in the morning. We weren't all that happy about getting up in the morning. We were always groggy and mostly avoided each other until after we got ready. Arguments will ensue if we began a conversation before our morning routines.
I shrugged it off, thinking nothing about it.
My cousin, Hayner, and I were said to be like twins. That's what everyone else would say anyways. We were born on the same day and year except different times. We had almost the same physical traits. He though had wavy hair and hazel eyes. I had straight hair and blue eyes.
We were very close. He was practically like my best friend. We grew up living down the street from each other. He also went to school with me. Not to mention we'd also celebrate our birthdays together.
Put the two of us together and we were just reckless troublemakers.
That's why the instant we turned eighteen, we declared we were gonna get an apartment and be roomies. Our parents weren't exactly happy with our goodbyes. 'Peace out' were our exact words.
Not much of a sincere goodbye since they did pay for most of the furniture.
As I was busily making breakfast, Olette had decided to come five minutes early. I nodded my head as I glanced up at the clock. Olette was not one to tolerate being late.
I turned the knob of the stove down and went to open the door for her.
"Good morning!" she greeted with a bright smile plastered upon her face. Even though I was sure my morning crankiness had disperse, I greeted her with a frown. "Morning," I mumbled darkly. She laughed a giggle that was just too annoying.
Suddenly, the smell of a mocha frappe filled my nose. It smelled so heavenly. I looked at the cup in her hand and craved it immediately.
She set down her purse on the kitchen counter. "You definitely need some coffee in your system," she handed the cup to me, "So I know how much of a non-morning person you are," she said with a gently smile.
A sincere smile made its way onto my face. She knew me so well. I instantly snatched the cup. The smell was just so heavenly. I almost practically drooled. Slowly raising the cup to my mouth, I took a sip. Yummy!
Letting herself have a seat, she looked around. I could see her face pouting in disappointment. I smiled knowingly why. I decided to ask her question for her, "Where's Hayner?" She nodded. "I don't know either. I woke up to find him already gone," I set down the cup. Turning off the stove, I got two plates and put our food on them.
I brought the plates and eating utensils over to the kitchen island. We began eating immediately.
"So when is your grandpa supposed to be here?" she asked me. Her emerald eyes showing no hint of interest at all. I'm pretty sure if the positions was switched, I wouldn't either.
I swallowed what was in my mouth and answered, "Oh, we're actually going to meet him at his house." She looked at me confuse, "Why would he have house if he's never actually there?" I shrugged. I wondered that also myself.
He was a rich man. Getting paid to travel... While they paid for his traveling. They paid for everything but the souvenirs he'd buy. Lucky him. He was known as one of the wisest men in the world. Being in the top ten.
Not sure of how to continue on the conversation, I stuffed more of scrambled eggs into my mouth.
Hearing her sigh, my eyes glanced at her from the side, "What is it?" Her emerald eyes looked straight into my blue ones. Somehow she reminded me of a doll. One that was porcelain. She had light fair skin that I crave for. Her brown hair... Shine and curls.
I pouted to myself. Why was I born so plain? Even with a hint of makeup I couldn't look as beautiful as her or Kairi... Don't even get me started about Kairi. Her entire family was gorgeous! Starting from her to her cousin Aqua. I felt jealous that I had to be the plain friend that no one paid attention to.
My stalker gaze was interrupted as my mind finally focused on what Olette was saying.
"Pence had asked to hang out today," she said taking a chunk of her sausage. I pursed my lips. I opened them making a popping sound, "Do you mean he asked you on a date?" She hushed me. Putting a finger to mine and her lips. "You cannot tell Hayner! Not at all!" her eyes narrowing. While mines just widened with a new fear towards Olette.
Swatting her hands away, I rested my chin onto my palm. "Why not? Isn't he your best friend?" I asked, emphasizing best friend. She stared blankly down at her plate. "I don't know. If he were to realize that Pence likes me more than what we had thought, I wouldn't be too sure anymore," she mumbled sadly.
"What makes you think he'll be mad about Pence liking you?" I quirked a brow at her. "Hayner likes me," she said confidently. Of course, everyone knew that. Almost like everyone knew she like him too. But it was quite a shock that she can say that without having a single stutter. She was shy to be honest. And for her to say that so confidently... I wonder how she could be so sure.
"The instant we met in middle school, it was fate," she said with a confident smile. I couldn't help laughing at her childish explanation.
Fate? Did she truly believe in that crap? I mean my grandfather did. And he'd tell me those things when I was little... But I only enjoyed them as a story for bed. I could never believe those destiny fate things. They were just to hogwash. Phony baloney garbage.
As I giggled into my hands, she pouted. "It's not funny! It's the truth," she mumbled. Embarrassment evident on her face. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. No, soul mates and fate and destiny weren't real. Not at all. Just foolish garbage that horoscope believers believed in.
Once we both finished up our breakfast, she helped me wash the dishes. "What makes you so sure that Hayner likes you? I mean he does... But he's quite dense. And you can't be too sure," I was never one to be sure. I had doubts. I thought about the pros and cons. I was one to over-think things. Even though me and my cousin were known to be reckless, I was the one to think it through just to be safe. So it made me quite curious as to why she was so sure. Even I couldn't be as sure as she was.
She shrugged, "I'm not. I just gotta think positive. I mean I'm his only girl friend besides you but your his cousin; you don't count. And I'm just hoping that my gut feeling is telling me right." I could hear the determination in her voice. I could feel the air firing up around her.
Rolling my eyes, I sigh to myself. She took her determination speeches too seriously.
"Honestly, I'm not sure why my cousin is so dense," I mumbled to myself but loud enough for her to hear. "Your actions and movements makes it so obvious that you're interested in him," I muttered. She turned a shade of red. "You're making me blush," she squeaked. I chuckled at her adorableness. She humored me.
After we finished, we were ready to leave. We got in my car and was off. Usually, car rides with me driving were quiet. I was focused on the road more. Everyone knew I was safe driver. Very safe. Very.
My grandfather did live a bit farther than the rest of my family. It usually took forty five minutes. But it didn't bother me much since I barely ever see him.
I wasn't sure why but it was quite an entertainment when I saw him. Just thinking about it made me more excited. Though I was disappointed that Hayner didn't even bother to come along. I remember asking him the day before and his response was: "Oh God, Namine, I'll see him next time! He's not leaving till Wednesday. Plus he's not dieing anytime soon. Every single doctors appointment: 'Oh you're as healthy as can be for such an old person! You'll probably live to be a hundred!' You'd think he'd at least form some sort of disease with all that traveling he does!"
His exact words.
And I guess it was alright that he didn't come. I mean, he had ways of irking my grandfather. Especially the name that he addresses him by... G-pa. It irked him to no end.
I sigh silently to myself. Taking a peek at Olette from the side. How could she stay liking Hayner for so long? Did she really actually believe in that soul mate stuff? For real? It was just too cruel of him to make her wait. I knew he knew that Olette knew that he like her.
So why did he make her wait so long? And stay waiting?
END
A/N: Yay! Update! It took me forever to get an idea for this chapter. Mostly because I didn't want the story progressing too fast. I always had a problem with it. Also, for the people who reviewed, I won't reply until I've updated the next chapter! So don't thinking I'm ignoring ya or avoiding. But thank you for the first three who reviewed: TheOwlFeather, Peachie-Pie, and White XIII! Trust me, even though I'm like a noobie at this, I know three reviews isn't as good... But it actually gets me all excited! At least someone likes it.. Right? Anyways, be sure to check out my other story, Experiencing Heartbreak. I was quite disappointed that it didn't get much views with it. Maybe because it's about heartbreak... And it sounds depressing? Trust me, I try to resist stories that sounds sad. I'll bawl like a baby. But anyways, I'm ranting right? I'll let you get back to your lives! And good byes!
