Chapter 2
Yes, there were times when Leon would be cheery and optimistic. These times were very rare, however. And when he would be like this, it would usually be only to cheer his sister up.
Leon was driving his car, on the way to Destiny Islands. His sister was sitting in the front seat, blasting the music on her iPod, so that she wouldn't have to talk to Leon. She drained out all of her surroundings and the rest of the world. For some reason, music always seemed to calm her when she needed to be calm. Music, some would say, was like her medicine. a/n: hint - keep this fact in mind
Leon stopped the car and smiled, trying to cheer his sister up. "We're here."
"Great," she said, with fake enthusiasm.
Leon just ignored this, and unloaded all their suitcases. I must admit, she thought, this is quite a house.
It was a big, two floored, white house with teal blue window shades and a roof. The bedrooms were all on the second floor. For each bedroom, if you opened the big glass sliding door, you would step out onto the big porch that surrounded the house's whole second floor. I can't believe we could afford all this. …But, I'm still angry with Leon.
The big brother and his little sister went upstairs, to go and choose their bedrooms. There were three bedrooms; one for her, one for Leon, and a guest room. There was also a workspace, or den. One of the bedrooms was slightly bigger than the other; but the other bedroom was nicely shaped and had a nicer view.
"So, sis, which bedroom do you want?"
"Uhm, well, I prefer my old bedroom. You know, back at Twilight Town?" she said, earning a glare from her brother.
"C'mon, I knew you would need some time to adjust, but being stubborn—"
"Some time to adjust?!" She interrupted. "So that's what I need to do now, adjust? How do I know you're not going to make us move again? I miss my old friends, Leon! And I'll get over that, I'm sure." She paused, thinking of what to say next. The room was awfully quiet. "But, the one thing I'll never get over, is the fact that wherever I go, whenever I make friends, I can't get too attached to them. You know why? Because I don't know whether or not we're really staying here!"
And as she walked passed Leon, he could've sworn she mumbled, "Get real."
"Hey!" Leon called after her, seeing that she was leaving the house. "Just where do you think you're going?"
She took her iPod and glared at her brother. "I'm going to the beach. I need some time to 'adjust'." She left the house and slammed the door.
Leon sighed deeply, and fell onto the couch. He buried his face into his hands. This might take a while, he thought.