"No!"
"Queen Rap-N-Roll?"
"No!"
"Well, I'm all out of ideas and Ultra Lord comes on in a few hours so I'll see you later, Libby!"
Sheen jumped up out of the booth and walked out the door to the Candy Bar. I sighed and continued to eat my ice cream. It amazed me sometimes that he was always so persistent!
"But he's cute...in a weird hyperactive sort of way," I thought and smiled, "He might be a complete weirdo...but he's MY complete weirdo!"
"LIBBY!"
That's when I heard the voice that had haunted me for six years. The voice I heard every night saying goodbye to me for the last time. The voice I had tried to forget continuously throughout those six years.
"Morgan?"
"Libby, I am SO happy to see you!"
The tall, dark girl hugged me tightly. Her brown eyes brimmed with tears that spilled over when I gently hugged her back. That green shirt, those black pants: my sister was back.
Morgan had always been a mean, obnoxious older sister to me when I was little. But now, after six years, I wasn't little anymore. The memory of the last night I saw my sister flooded my mind and the pain and anger I'd harbored for six years coursed through my veins.
"What do you want, Morgan?"
"I came to see you, Libsee! I thought you'd be happy to see me!"
My eyes overflowed with unshed tears as the flashback of that night came back to me.
FLASHBACK
"Libsee, I'm going for pizza. I'll be back soon," she paused and looked at me seriously, "And don't forget what to do if, for some reason, I don't make it back!"
I smiled proudly, "I remember, Morgie! Call Mommy and if there's no answer at her workplace, walk to Cindy's!"
"Good job, Libsee!"
END OF FLASHBACK
And she left. Little did I know, it would be forever.
I frowned at my elder sister, "Happy to see you? I was EIGHT YEARS OLD, Morgan, and at three in the morning when my babysitting sister hadn't gotten back yet, I had to walk FOUR BLOCKS, IN THE RAIN, AT NIGHT to my best friend's house! And I'm supposed to be happy to see you?"
Her face turned angry, "It's not like that and you know it, Libby!"
"Oh, Mom told me what happened, Morgan! Dad left us that night and the only child he took with him was YOU! Some kind of big business deal in L.A., right? Well, Mom had me and TWINS on the way, so that's not exactly the best time to decide to leave your family, Morgan!" I said, sending my sister a venomous glare, "You don't even know our brother and sister, do you?"
The angry look disappeared from her face and a sad one appeared on it as she shook her head.
"I didn't think so! Well, we, or I, have a younger brother named Kent and a little sister named Keri that I've practically had to raise because MY mother had to work double shifts for the past six years," I paused and gave her another deadly glance, "And guess who's fault that is?"
And with that, I stormed out the door.