To those that read my story 'Embracing Darkness' I'm sorry I haven't updated, seeing as I have currently been away from my precious computer. I have also got writers block from my trip so I will not be updating that story anytime soon.
To make up for this I shall be posting a new story that you may all enjoy, hope you all like it. And my birthday is in a few weeks as is school starting at my new campus.
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The curse of having brothers and sisters.
By Dark-Cherry Angel
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Chapter one: Walking out and paper clips.
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A black haired girl with pink, purple and blue fringe breathed in deeply before entering the principles office. An old wrinkly woman with grey hair that was now she thought about it; did she ever pull it from the tight bun? She was sitting behind a cheap wooden desk, in front of her sat her two younger siblings Jack, who was only eleven and in his final year of primary school. He had collar length brown hair and hazel eyes. Next to him was Butch, her very annoying ten-year-old tomboy of a sister; she had dark brown, almost black hair that was often hidden beneath a cap or beanie.
The sixteen year old put a hand on Jack's shoulder, "what did they do now?" her grey eyes made contact with the blue of the principles.
"Miss Oliveri I strictly asked for your parents to come, not their sixteen year old daughter," the old woman said sternly.
"It's Mirage, Mirage," she repeated her name slowly, "and plus our parents are working," Mirage added squeezing Jack's shoulder, "you still haven't answered my question."
"Mr Oliveri and Miss Oliveri have let the school's pet snake loose, it's the second time this year," Mrs Benson pulled out a pink slip and handed it to the black haired girl, who in retune raised an eyebrow, "get your parent to fill that out," the principle nodded to the paper.
"As I recall last time this happened you didn't have any evidence to prove it was my younger siblings, do you have evidence Mrs Benson?" Mirage asked, a small smirk playing on her lips.
Mrs Benson stumbled over her words making incoherent noises, "Jack, Butch lets go," Mirage went and opened the office door letting her younger siblings go first, "next time have evidence," she stated slamming the door behind her.
The three walked outside the school where the rest of their brothers and sisters were, four in total, the first set of twins and Shawn and Johanna.
The twins Bonnie and Clyde were only eight and had red hair, Bonnie's hair was waist she was an exact duplicate of her brother Clyde, just a female version. Clyde had short spiky hair and nice hazel eyes.
Shawn was seven, a second grader at St. John's Primary School, he had short brown hair and grey eyes, this one was known as the 'monkey' in the family as he was always climbing trees or walls, this also earned him the skill of spying.
Johanna was the girly sibling, always singing to Britney Spears or some other female that sang happy music, she was only six and in grade one, she had soft blonde hair that was off some ancient grandmother buried in the earth.
"That was cool, how come you know how to get out of trouble?" Jack pushed off from the ground making his skateboard roll along the hard cement.
"The some reason you know how to skateboard," she mumbled 'lots of practise' "you and Butch are cooking dinner, while I get to actually do my homework," Mirage grabbed Johanna's hand and led their way across the street, "also when dad finds out you let the snake go again he'll kill you guys."
"But you let the school frog go when you were in grade four," informed Shawn pulling his backpack up higher on his shoulder.
"Hey he was dying, I just thought I'd be nice if he died in his natural habitat, and as much as I'm honoured you're following in my footsteps of terrorising the school, please don't or mum will have my head," she pleaded opening the front door of their large double storey house, "Jack, Butch get started with dinner, Keith and Dan should be in there, everyone else homework," she ordered walking up the stairs to her and Butch's room.
Their bedroom door was plastered with posters of cartoon drawings and posters of their favourite bands. As usual half the room would be absolutely messy and the other half, her half would be neat, two bed stood in the middle of the room acting as dividers. Mirage sat at her desk and opened her math book getting the easy out of the way, what she really needed help with was her English assignment, her older brother Keith would probably help her.
Keith was eighteen and he was in his last year of high school, he had black hair and hazel eyes just like her younger brother Dan, who was only fifteen and in the ninth grade.
The Oliveri family, lets just say was quite large with fourteen children and two very busy parents, things started off with Nina the oldest, a twenty year old with short brown hair and soft hazel eyes, she moved out two years ago and started to live with her dimwit of a boyfriend Liam. Next came Keith, then Mirage, Dan, Jack, Butch, the first set of twins that were named by Keith going through some weird stage Bonnie and Clyde, Shawn, Johanna, second set of twins Mary-Kate and Ashley named by Nina loving the two girls, then the last set only born a few months ago and only been alive for nine months were Joe and Jo, named by Mirage as she saw that Nina and Keith both got to name the other twins.
Someone knocked on her door, "please state your name and business and then we'll see if I actually care," she said in a voice loud enough to be heard through the other side of the door, she was writing furiously trying to get a report done for science.
"Bonnie, I need help with my homework, its math!" the eight year old called.
"Come in," Mirage answered, Bonnie opened the door and stared at Butch's side of the room, she then walked to her older sisters side of the room and handed her the math book, "that one," she whispered looking at the photos pinned up on the wall as Mirage the problem.
"This one's easy for you, how come you don't understand it?" she asked handing the book back.
"The whole thing, about the marbles and numbers and stuff," said Bonnie looking at the book.
"Try using something you like, like lollies," Mirage pulled out a packet of hidden skittles, "use these as a guide, remember how I use to teach you, I had five red skittles, five green ones and a yellow one, then I want to eat one red one and three green ones how much will I have of each colour and how much will I have all together?" Mirage changed the problem from marbles to skittles and suddenly a look of understanding came upon Bonnie's face.
"Thanks Mai," she said referring to her nickname for Mirage.
"Now leave me alone, actually don't need to get Joe and Jo ready for dinner," Mirage got up and ushered Bonnie out of the room, she crossed to the far end of the hall where the babies rooms were, entering she picked up Joe, she changed both their clothes and nappies, something she was used to usually doing to her other brothers and sisters.
Walking down the stairs with the babies in her arms she could smell pasta, with her favourite bolognaise sauce, as she entered the clustered hallway she greeted her parents, who in a way looked anxious and very tired, "what'd they do this time?" asked Mirages mother who was in her mid thirties.
Mirage could tell straight away that she was referring to Jack and Butch, "just let the snake loose again, I got them out of trouble…again."
The two adults sighed and walked through the hall, "oof!" yelled the tall greying man as he slipped on a stray skateboard, everything went quiet in the house and heads popped out everywhere, from the lounge, kitchen, dinning room and bathroom, even the attention seeking babies went quiet, Jo going "oh-oh" some that was often said in the house, "Jack take this skateboard and keep an eye on it, you wouldn't want it smashed into splinters in the middle of the night," said their father menacingly trying to hold in his anger.
"Theo re you ok-" started their mother, but only stopping when the adult raised his hand to silence her.
"I want a nice peaceful dinner where nothing can go wrong," he whispered in the same menacing voice.
Everyone looked at each other and slowly walked into the kitchen Mirage putting Joe and Jo into their baby seats, she sat next to her mother who tried to brighten up everyone, "well we have wonderful news," she said grabbing her fork.
"Not another baby," groaned Butch putting her head in her hands.
"Not another baby, no," smiled their mother.
"I got promoted at work, they asked me to train a high school hockey team, they want me to lead them to nationals," Mr Oliveri mumbled closing his eyes and forking his spaghetti. A series of applause and congratulations were shouted around the table each of them smiling brightly, "but-"
"Theirs always a but," groaned Dan sinking in his seat eating his dinner.
"But," growled the man, "we get to move house."
"A bigger better one, where you get your own rooms except for the twins, nice neighbourhood, schools," quickly said their mother.
All the kids around the table fell silent, each one trying to comprehend what was just said and as usual Bonnie and Clyde got over it first, "move and leave our schools-"
"And friends-"
"House-"
"And my Barbie doll graveyard," Bonnie's eyes widened.
"Mum we can't move, we have lives here, it's okay for Joe and Jo they've only been alive for nine months, but some of us have things here we can't let go, what about my girlfriend-"
"Girlfriend! Girlfriend!" screeched Butch standing up and glaring at Keith, "is that all you're worried about, mum I'm not moving, it was easy for Nina but not for us, Mai you usually know how to get through to them, get through to them!" yelled Butch now glaring at her parents.
Mirage being her calm collected self rose out of her seat, "this is what you want?" she asked them looking at them emotionlessly.
"We have the money and your father always dreamed of getting a team to nationals," replied Lucy (mother's name.)
"Is that all you can say Mai?" Jack looked at his older sister with saddened eyes.
"I'm with you all the way," she whispered walking out of the room and out of the house, everyone watched her and faintly heard the door being slammed.
"Why is she siding with you? She doesn't want to move, she's supposed to support us," Johanna broke down into silent tears and ran from the room up to her and Shawn's room.
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Mirage walked silently through the street of her small hometown; she had walked this path many times before, the path that lead her to the most peaceful place on Earth, the woods. Sometimes when she needed to get away from everything she would sit at the edge of the small stream and think, daydream and sometimes let out her anger.
Her school skirt flowed in the small breeze and her hair was flowing aimlessly around her head, she reached the edge of the large patch of trees, walking through the darkness to her solitary spot, in the middle of the clearing.
The cracking of the dried up leaves and breaking branches were the noises apart from the odd owl hooting at the moon, it's big amber eyes following her as she passed. Mirage sat down in the middle of the clearing where the small stream was, she closed her eyes and thought, 'it's for dad, he always wanted this, I don't want to move but it's for him. I don't want to return home to all the arguing and Butch's bickering, I need to get away,' Mirage stared at the ground her fingers drawing circles in the soft dirt 'Why do they always want me to decide, why not Keith?!" she roughly punched the ground glaring up at the moon.
Her gaze then turned to the right as a person walked to the edge of the clearing looking around, it was a boy, around the same age as her with mahogany eyes, Mirage took a deep breath as she starred into them, he was utterly handsome with soft blue hair, she then blinked and starred at him emotionlessly, "never seen you around here," her gaze then shifted to the stream, she crawled over and placed her dirty hands into the icy depths.
"I'm here walking through the woods," he replied stiffly walking to a large tree and leaning against it, "you?" he asked watching the black haired girl pickup one of the small stones and watching her throw it in again.
"Just trying to get away from my family," she replied standing up and brushing dirt of her pants, "you know a single paper clip could kill someone," she stated standing up and looking at the moon.
"Yeh, if the person was choking on it," shrugged the boy, "and I need to know this because?"
"They can die from choking it, but they can die if you stabbed them with it," Mirage puled out a paper clip and pulled it out into a straight line.
The boy watched her wearily wondering if he should be scared being with a emotionless girl, he watched as she lifted her hand and aimed at him, she let it fly through the air and smiled satisfied as she heard the someone screech, "shit!"
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How was this for a chapter, it had a cliff-hanger as well. Hope you all liked it I like writing the first chapter, please review.
Overactive imagination – an indication of under active reality.