I am finally updating this story. I have a good idea where this story is going. It involves the name Patrick, General So in So, and tied dye. If you are good at problem solving, you can probably guess what are in the future chapters. Good luck and I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Disclaimer: Refer to chapter 2
Chapter 3
Friday rolled along, and Kim got ready for her date. She wore a short skirt, and a tight shirt. Her eyes were heavily covered in make-up, and her honey colored hair was curled up into a ponytail.
" I'm leaving," she announced around seven when Darry walked in from work.
" Okay," Darry said. " Be home around twelve."
" But Darry…" she began, but Darry cut her off.
" No buts. You are going to be back here at twelve, you here?" Darry said as he wagged his finger at her.
" Yes Darry," she said as she walked out the door.
I looked back at the book I was reading, but I really couldn't concentrate on it. I was thinking about how Kim went around saying, and forcing us to say, how she was actually a year older than Soda despite the fact they were twins. It kind of bugged Soda that Kim was ashamed to be his twin. It bugged him that only a nine people knew that Kim was his twin and four of them were dead. So I guess only five people knew.
" Hey Pony. What are reading?" It was Soda.
" I don't know," I absentmindedly said.
" Course you don't," Soda ruffled my hair.
I went back to my book, but my mind kept on creeping back to this feeling in my gut. It was a feeling that something bad was going to happen. Something beyond my control. I shrugged the feeling off, and went back to my book.
" Pony, is dinner ready?" I heard someone call. It was Darry. I looked at the clock. It was eight thirty.
" Almost," I lied. I ran into the kitchen. I looked through the cupboards, and pulled out a loaf of bread. I opened the icebox and took out some jelly. I found some peanut butter, and quickly made some sandwiches. I found a can of chicken noodle, and quickly prepared that. I sat it all on the table.
" Darry, Soda, dinner," I called from the kitchen. I heard footsteps coming toward the kitchen.
Darry and Soda sat down at the table. They just sat there and stared at the food.
" Go ahead and start," I said as I slid into my chair.
" It would help if we had some bowls," Soda said.
" And some spoons," Darry added.
" Right, sorry," I muttered as I got up and got some bowls and spoons from the cupboard. I sat them on the table and dished some soup into them. We all ate with hardly any conversation.
After dinner, I helped Soda and Darry wash the dishes despite the fact it wasn't my turn to wash the dishes. I just told Darry it was a birthday present for all his birthdays I forgot. H smiled and accepted an extra helping hand.
After dinner, I sat down and picked up my book, it was a pretty good book about little people called hobbits. In fact, that was the name. The hobbit.
Soon, I was deeply absorbed in my book. I didn't even realize the time. I get like that sometimes. It's kind of like a trance, in some sense. Well, anyway, I got so absorbed in my book, I didn't realize that it was nearly one ' o clock in the morning, and Kim hadn't come back yet.
" I told her to be back at twelve," Darry told Soda as he looked out the window, anticipating Kim's return.
" I'm sure she just lost track of time," Soda stuck up for her, like he always did. It must have been a twin thing, but Soda stuck up for me too, I guess it wasn't a twin thing after all.
" How do you know?" Darry asked. He didn't sound mean, only annoyed.
" You know, twins have telekinesis thing going on," he said in a very serous voice.
" Soda?" Darry flashed him a ' don't give me that crap' look. Soda just flashed him the biggest grin he could muster.
Darry shook his head and had him into a headlock. He ruffled his hair, and tightened his grip so not even the most struggling could get him loose. Soda made his body go limp, and Darry had to struggle to keep him up.
" Holler uncle," Darry said.
" NEVER," Soda laughed. He made all is weight go to his head and neck. Darry dropped him with a laugh.Soda always got away with anything.
It was now nearly one thirty. Kim was supposed to be home an hour and a half ago.
" Where could she be?" Darry was back to business. He looked out the window again.
" Here she comes," Soda said, as he opened the door to let his sister in.
Kim came in, and started to go to her room.
" Where do you think your going?" Darry said. I could tell he was trying not to yell.
" To my room," she responded.
" No you're not. You are going to sit here and explain why you weren't here at curfew," Darry softened his tone as he sat her down on the couch.
Kim took a deep breath and started to explain.
" I was at this party, see," she started. " And my boyfriend dumped for this greasy broad."
I could tell she was telling the truth. I could faintly see tear streaks running down her cheeks.
" And then I had to walk home. It took me a long time," she finished. That was a pretty good excuse.
" Okay, I'll let you off the hook," Darry said. " Now get to bed."
Kim got up, and hugged Darry before disappearing into her room.
" Goodnight, Darry," I said as I walked into my room that I shared with Soda. I took off my shoes and shirt, and climbed into bed. Soda came into our room shortly afterwards, and he climbed into his bed next to mine.
" Good night, Pony," Soda called sleepily from his bed.
" Good night, Soda I yawned as I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
I will stop there! I hoped you liked it! Reviews are highly appreciated, and the bunnies are out to get me, and you too. Hide before it's too late! ,
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