"Wake up," Delia commanded in a singsong voice, gently bouncing up and down
on Adina's bed. Adina pulled her blankets over her head, before letting out
a long groan. But Delia didn't quit; she began jumping around the room,
singing at the top of her lungs. Adina threw her covers off, and rolled out
of bed.
"Rise and shine," Ephram laughed, passing by the door.
"Ok, why in the hell did you let her have Red Bull?" Adina asked, knowing why her sister was acting that way from previous experience.
"Because I remember how funny the last time was," Ephram commented, "You're watching her today, by the way."
"Why can't you take her to the pool?" Adina asked, finally getting up off the floor. She then proceeded to rummage through her closet, looking for a suitable outfit. She decided on a pair of faded blue jeans and a white halter top.
"Because today we have inventory, and her friend Brittany is in Denver until August," Ephram explained.
"Alright, fine," Adina sighed, "What do you want to do today kiddo?"
"Hmm...can we go shopping?" Delia asked.
"We can go window shopping, that's about it," Adina replied, "I'm flat broke. Unless Ephram wants to do his part in making you happy. How bout it E, your a working man, be charitable."
"Fine, but only because I plan on giving her Red Bull tomorrow too," Ephram grinned slyly.
*@*
"Ok, we've got ten bucks left," Adina told her younger sister as the entered the supermarket, "You can pick one thing, preferably something sugarless. I'll meet you back here in five minutes." Delia nodded and hurried towards the candy section anyway. Adina smiled to herself, and paced slowly towards the cosmetics area, in search of eyeliner.
A minute or two later, Adina was headed towards the bank of cash registers she promised to meet Delia at, triumphantly holding the blackest eyeliner the store carried in her right palm. The sound of a child wailing caused Adina to glance behind her, and before she knew what was coming she had slammed straight into someone, the contents of their baskets flying every which way.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going," Adina explained, scrambling to pick up the persons items.
"It's fine, I wasn't really paying attention either," The stranger laughed, their voice oddly familiar to Adina. She looked up and noticed it was the lifeguard from the pool, Amy Abbott's brother.
"Oh, hi," Adina smiled, still gathering up all the items.
"Hey, Adina, right?" He asked, a smile spreading across his face as well.
"Yeah," Adina nodded, "So how have you been?"
"Pretty good," Bright replied, "How's the arm? I heard about the accident, from Amy of course."
"It's been better, but at least I'm not left handed," Adina answered, "How's Amy?"
"She's good, milking everything for all it's worth actually," Bright explained.
"Haha, If only I could do the same," Adina laughed, before noticing a Cosmo in the pile of goods, "So I was wondering, who are this season's sexiest men?" Adina said after reading the cover.
"Ugh...this isn't mine," Bright blushed, "It's part of Amy's "milking it", she had me come here to get her a few things."
"I bet," Adina said playfully.
"No ones signed your cast," Bright suddenly took notice.
"Huh?" Adina asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Your cast, it doesn't have signatures or anything," Bright explained, "Here, let me sign it."
"Alright," Adina shrugged. Bright grabbed a marker lying by an empty lane, and began to scribble on her cast. After a minute or two, he stepped back, and capped the marker, looking to Adina for a response. Adina read it carefully, quickly noticing the number that followed his name.
"What's with the number?" She asked.
"It's so you can call me, so we can hang out sometime," Bright explained, "I mean, if you want to."
"That'd be great. I promise to call," Adina smiled, "I've really got to get going though. See you around."
"Bye," Bright grinned, heading in the other direction. Adina instantly spotted Delia, who was leaning against the magazine rack, an unhappy look on her face.
"Hey Delia," Adina greeted, but was suddenly cut off.
"Let's go home, I don't want to be around you anymore," Delia announced, storming out of the store.
"Wait! What'd I do?" Adina yelled, rushing after her angry sister.
*@*
Delia ran as fast as her legs would carry her, in the direction of their home. She didn't even bother to take the time to brush the hot tears of her face. How could Adina do this to her? She hated her sister for this, downright hated her. Why couldn't she have just stayed in New York?
Adina weaved through the crowds, trying to catch up with Delia. As she ran, she tried desperately to figure out what exactly she had done. Then it hit her, like a ton of bricks. Bright. Instantly, she thought back to the day at the pool, when Delia had faked drowning. No wonder she was angry. Delia had a crush on Bright.
Delia threw open the front door as she reached it, and went straight to her room and slammed the door behind her. She heard Adina enter right after her, and the sound of her footsteps coming up the stairs. Wanting to avoid talking to her, Delia hastily crawled under her bed. She pressed her burning, tear-streaked cheek to the cold hardwood floor, trying to forget about everything. The creek of the door opening, and the sight of Adina's sneakers made her want to run, but she couldn't.
Knowing how much her sister took after her, Adina knew right away where to look. Beneath the bed had always been Adina's hiding spot. When they lived in New York, her mother had even left her little "care packages" waiting under her bed when she knew Adina had had a bad day. But after Julia's death, and the overwhelming feeling that she needed to grow up that came along with it, stopped Adina from the childhood habit. Adina pulled up the dust ruffle, and laid down on the floor facing Delia.
"Hi sweetie," Adina greeted, in a soft voice.
"Go away, I want to be alone," Delia responded, brushing the tears away from her eyes. Only little girls cried, and she was so not a little girl.
"I'm sorry," Adina offered, "I didn't know that you liked him. Really, I didn't."
"I don't want to talk about it, okay?" Delia pleaded, trying not to look at her sister. If anyone besides their mother ever had the power to cheer Delia up, it was definitely Adina.
"Hun, I know what it's like to have a crush, believe me, I've had 'em," Adina laughed.
"It's not a crush," Delia sighed.
"I know it seems like it isn't, I know how serious your first crush seems. Remember Ephram's friend skuz?" Adina asked. Delia nodded, confused, "Well he was my first crush. Don't ask me why, I must have been nuts. But the point is, I went through the same thing your going through now, and I turned out alright. Well, for the most part." Delia smiled at this. Knowing Bright liked Adina still hurt, but at least it was Adina, someone she cared about more than anything else.
"I love you Adina," Delia announced, crawling out from under the bed so she could hug her sister. Adina laughed, and toppled over as Delia hugged her.
"I love you too, Delia, no matter what," Adina told her, smiling as she remember the day her parents brought Delia home from the hospital, and how happy she had been to have a little sister.
*@*
Though Adina had smoothed things out with Delia, that evening would bring a whole new set of problems. It wasn't unlike any other night, Ephram was practicing piano, Andy had taken Delia over to Nina's to play with Sam, and Adina was filling out post cards to send to Isabel, Sarah, and Chris at the kitchen table. Ephram, who decided to take a break from playing, entered the kitchen, in search of a bottle of water.
"What're you up to?" He asked his sister, joining her at the table.
"Writing post cards," Adina answered without looking up, "How was work?"
"Unexciting," Ephram replied, "Hey, what's that?" Ephram leaned forward in order to read Adina's cast. Scrawled in red magic marker was Bright Abbott's name and number.
"Nothing," Adina said, hiding her arm under the table.
"Why do you have Bright's name on your arm?" Ephram asked, eagerly waiting for an answer.
"Um.I ran into him at the supermarket, and just offered to sign it," Adina said as nonchalantly as possible.
"Then what's with the number?" Ephram questioned, even though for the most part, he knew what she would say.
"He just gave it to me so we can maybe hang out some time, no big," Adina explained.
"You know he's like the biggest moron in Everwood, right?" Ephram laughed, "I mean, it's none of my business, but since when do you like mindless jocks?"
"First off, you know I don't believe in labels," Adina smirked, "And second, I'm going to give him the benefit of the doubt. Just because you think he's a moron doesn't mean he is one."
"Touché," Ephram said in response, closing the conversation.
AN: Hey guys, haven't been getting too many reviews lately, so I thought I'd just leave a little reminder here. I really love hearing your thoughts/comments/ideas and believe me; it really helps the writing process. Oh and also, I will wait to post the next chapter until I get 5 reviews.
"Rise and shine," Ephram laughed, passing by the door.
"Ok, why in the hell did you let her have Red Bull?" Adina asked, knowing why her sister was acting that way from previous experience.
"Because I remember how funny the last time was," Ephram commented, "You're watching her today, by the way."
"Why can't you take her to the pool?" Adina asked, finally getting up off the floor. She then proceeded to rummage through her closet, looking for a suitable outfit. She decided on a pair of faded blue jeans and a white halter top.
"Because today we have inventory, and her friend Brittany is in Denver until August," Ephram explained.
"Alright, fine," Adina sighed, "What do you want to do today kiddo?"
"Hmm...can we go shopping?" Delia asked.
"We can go window shopping, that's about it," Adina replied, "I'm flat broke. Unless Ephram wants to do his part in making you happy. How bout it E, your a working man, be charitable."
"Fine, but only because I plan on giving her Red Bull tomorrow too," Ephram grinned slyly.
*@*
"Ok, we've got ten bucks left," Adina told her younger sister as the entered the supermarket, "You can pick one thing, preferably something sugarless. I'll meet you back here in five minutes." Delia nodded and hurried towards the candy section anyway. Adina smiled to herself, and paced slowly towards the cosmetics area, in search of eyeliner.
A minute or two later, Adina was headed towards the bank of cash registers she promised to meet Delia at, triumphantly holding the blackest eyeliner the store carried in her right palm. The sound of a child wailing caused Adina to glance behind her, and before she knew what was coming she had slammed straight into someone, the contents of their baskets flying every which way.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going," Adina explained, scrambling to pick up the persons items.
"It's fine, I wasn't really paying attention either," The stranger laughed, their voice oddly familiar to Adina. She looked up and noticed it was the lifeguard from the pool, Amy Abbott's brother.
"Oh, hi," Adina smiled, still gathering up all the items.
"Hey, Adina, right?" He asked, a smile spreading across his face as well.
"Yeah," Adina nodded, "So how have you been?"
"Pretty good," Bright replied, "How's the arm? I heard about the accident, from Amy of course."
"It's been better, but at least I'm not left handed," Adina answered, "How's Amy?"
"She's good, milking everything for all it's worth actually," Bright explained.
"Haha, If only I could do the same," Adina laughed, before noticing a Cosmo in the pile of goods, "So I was wondering, who are this season's sexiest men?" Adina said after reading the cover.
"Ugh...this isn't mine," Bright blushed, "It's part of Amy's "milking it", she had me come here to get her a few things."
"I bet," Adina said playfully.
"No ones signed your cast," Bright suddenly took notice.
"Huh?" Adina asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Your cast, it doesn't have signatures or anything," Bright explained, "Here, let me sign it."
"Alright," Adina shrugged. Bright grabbed a marker lying by an empty lane, and began to scribble on her cast. After a minute or two, he stepped back, and capped the marker, looking to Adina for a response. Adina read it carefully, quickly noticing the number that followed his name.
"What's with the number?" She asked.
"It's so you can call me, so we can hang out sometime," Bright explained, "I mean, if you want to."
"That'd be great. I promise to call," Adina smiled, "I've really got to get going though. See you around."
"Bye," Bright grinned, heading in the other direction. Adina instantly spotted Delia, who was leaning against the magazine rack, an unhappy look on her face.
"Hey Delia," Adina greeted, but was suddenly cut off.
"Let's go home, I don't want to be around you anymore," Delia announced, storming out of the store.
"Wait! What'd I do?" Adina yelled, rushing after her angry sister.
*@*
Delia ran as fast as her legs would carry her, in the direction of their home. She didn't even bother to take the time to brush the hot tears of her face. How could Adina do this to her? She hated her sister for this, downright hated her. Why couldn't she have just stayed in New York?
Adina weaved through the crowds, trying to catch up with Delia. As she ran, she tried desperately to figure out what exactly she had done. Then it hit her, like a ton of bricks. Bright. Instantly, she thought back to the day at the pool, when Delia had faked drowning. No wonder she was angry. Delia had a crush on Bright.
Delia threw open the front door as she reached it, and went straight to her room and slammed the door behind her. She heard Adina enter right after her, and the sound of her footsteps coming up the stairs. Wanting to avoid talking to her, Delia hastily crawled under her bed. She pressed her burning, tear-streaked cheek to the cold hardwood floor, trying to forget about everything. The creek of the door opening, and the sight of Adina's sneakers made her want to run, but she couldn't.
Knowing how much her sister took after her, Adina knew right away where to look. Beneath the bed had always been Adina's hiding spot. When they lived in New York, her mother had even left her little "care packages" waiting under her bed when she knew Adina had had a bad day. But after Julia's death, and the overwhelming feeling that she needed to grow up that came along with it, stopped Adina from the childhood habit. Adina pulled up the dust ruffle, and laid down on the floor facing Delia.
"Hi sweetie," Adina greeted, in a soft voice.
"Go away, I want to be alone," Delia responded, brushing the tears away from her eyes. Only little girls cried, and she was so not a little girl.
"I'm sorry," Adina offered, "I didn't know that you liked him. Really, I didn't."
"I don't want to talk about it, okay?" Delia pleaded, trying not to look at her sister. If anyone besides their mother ever had the power to cheer Delia up, it was definitely Adina.
"Hun, I know what it's like to have a crush, believe me, I've had 'em," Adina laughed.
"It's not a crush," Delia sighed.
"I know it seems like it isn't, I know how serious your first crush seems. Remember Ephram's friend skuz?" Adina asked. Delia nodded, confused, "Well he was my first crush. Don't ask me why, I must have been nuts. But the point is, I went through the same thing your going through now, and I turned out alright. Well, for the most part." Delia smiled at this. Knowing Bright liked Adina still hurt, but at least it was Adina, someone she cared about more than anything else.
"I love you Adina," Delia announced, crawling out from under the bed so she could hug her sister. Adina laughed, and toppled over as Delia hugged her.
"I love you too, Delia, no matter what," Adina told her, smiling as she remember the day her parents brought Delia home from the hospital, and how happy she had been to have a little sister.
*@*
Though Adina had smoothed things out with Delia, that evening would bring a whole new set of problems. It wasn't unlike any other night, Ephram was practicing piano, Andy had taken Delia over to Nina's to play with Sam, and Adina was filling out post cards to send to Isabel, Sarah, and Chris at the kitchen table. Ephram, who decided to take a break from playing, entered the kitchen, in search of a bottle of water.
"What're you up to?" He asked his sister, joining her at the table.
"Writing post cards," Adina answered without looking up, "How was work?"
"Unexciting," Ephram replied, "Hey, what's that?" Ephram leaned forward in order to read Adina's cast. Scrawled in red magic marker was Bright Abbott's name and number.
"Nothing," Adina said, hiding her arm under the table.
"Why do you have Bright's name on your arm?" Ephram asked, eagerly waiting for an answer.
"Um.I ran into him at the supermarket, and just offered to sign it," Adina said as nonchalantly as possible.
"Then what's with the number?" Ephram questioned, even though for the most part, he knew what she would say.
"He just gave it to me so we can maybe hang out some time, no big," Adina explained.
"You know he's like the biggest moron in Everwood, right?" Ephram laughed, "I mean, it's none of my business, but since when do you like mindless jocks?"
"First off, you know I don't believe in labels," Adina smirked, "And second, I'm going to give him the benefit of the doubt. Just because you think he's a moron doesn't mean he is one."
"Touché," Ephram said in response, closing the conversation.
AN: Hey guys, haven't been getting too many reviews lately, so I thought I'd just leave a little reminder here. I really love hearing your thoughts/comments/ideas and believe me; it really helps the writing process. Oh and also, I will wait to post the next chapter until I get 5 reviews.