Roll of Sister, Hear My Cry

By: Elisabeth C. Dalton (Normal People call me Lizzie!)

Summary: Keely lived her life without knowing her younger sister, and she was fine with that. Until Mandy Teslow got the brilliant idea to have her sister come and visit, with attending H.G. Wells, and being shown around Pickford included in the offer, she brings massive amounts of chaos with her and turns Keely's world upside down.

Note: Keely's sister is not my original creation, she's based on someone you might recognize. Although, she doesn't act anything like her! And this isn't written as an insult to her, it's just an inspiration I got! And you say her sister's name Kall-ee-op, pretty much just like it's spelt, it's kind of an unusual name, but so is Keely…lol

Chapter Two: Could She Be Normal? Somewhere in there…?

Keely heads downstairs and fixes two sandwiches, one with turkey and one with roast beef, Keely's favorite. She added many extras to hers, pickles, Colby jack cheese, and of course, lettuce. Kallee's was just turkey and cheese, she didn't know what else she liked. She headed back upstairs and although the door wasn't open all the way, she could hear Kallee singing while she was unpacking.

"Don't let nobody tell you your life is over, be every color that you are…into the rush now, you don't have to know how, know it all before you try…pulling you in, spinning you 'round, lifting your feet, right off the ground, you can't believe, it's happening now, can you feel it, can you feel it, rushing through your head, rushing through your head, can you feel it, don't let nobody tell you your life is over be every color that you are into the rush now, you don't have to know how, know it all before you try…"

"Wow." Keely says.

Kallee jumps, Keely'd startled her, "Geez, scare the Hell out of me!"

"Sorry. You have a beautiful voice…"

"Yeah right."
"So did you write that?"

"Yeah…"

"You're good."

"Pffft! What kind authority are you on music?"

"Well, none. But I just— "

"Whatever. You're boring me."

"Okay…" Keely said weakly. "Um…I made you a sandwich."

"Oh." Kallee went to examine them. She picked up the turkey and cheese, "Yuck." she said and tossed it down, then picked up the one Keely had made for herself and shrugged as she took a bite out of it.

"This isn't that bad…" she says.

"Thanks." Keely says flatly as picks up the bland turkey and cheese.

Kallee stares at Keely as she says, "So, I'm like going to a regular school…?"

"Yes. And I'm supposed to watch you so you don't swear at any teachers, or set any offices on fire."

Kallee shrugged, "Will that dude be there?"

" 'That Dude' has a name, and yeah."

"Great." she says with a smile.

"Don't let your mind wander to any closets!"
"Hey, is her single?"

"Well, yeah…"

"So where's the problem?"

"There isn't one…I guess."
"Good."

"You don't like miss Jordan?"
"No."

"But…"

"Oh he wasn't the first, don't kid yourself."

"But you were thirteen!"
"So…?"

"I've never even kissed someone."

Kallee laughed, hysterically. "Keely Anne Teslow, you're joking, right?"

"No. Kalleeop Marie Teslow, I'm not."

Kallee laughed again, "Wow…you don't know what you're missing. I could probably get that dude to kiss you…"
"I don't want you to threaten him into it, I'd want him to want to."

"Okay…"

"Kallee?"

"What."

"You realize you just offered to help me, right?"
Kallee who was straightening her top in Keely's mirror stops dead.

"Yeah. And don't get used to it."

"Okay…" Keely says.

Kallee stops to glance at Keely's vanity's mirror. She uncaringly rips a picture out from under the frame and examines it.

It was a picture of Keely with Tia in a classic myspace-esque picture.

"Who's this?" Kallee asks.

"Her name's Tia. She moved away."

"Huh. That's funny, she looks like someone who I went to military school with."

Keely's eyes bug out.

Kallee laughs, "Yeah, and Jordan was her boyfriend." The corners of Kallee's mouth pull far out to the side in an 'oops' expression, then she laughs.

"Nice."

"I know."

"So did girl there go like, 'Watch out for Kallee, she might just steal your guy right out from under your nose!' "
Kallee laughs, "No. They'd all hate me and call me a whore and stuff like that, but that was about it…"

"Oh my gosh! They called you that?"

"Yeah." Kallee says nonchalantly.

"You mean you don't care?"

"Nah."

"You don't like believe it, do you?"

"I don't know."

"Kal…you shouldn't think that about yourself, I mean— "

"Hey! I didn't ask for reassurance, how I choose to feel about my self is my business."
"I'm sorry, I just— "
"Whatever. Just remember your place, and we'll get along just-fine."

And with that she heads out of Keely's bedroom. Leaving Keely shocked. Kallee was so unbelievably snobby and rude. Every time Keely would try to be nice and act like a sister, Kallee would just insult her and push her away. Keely had no idea what she was supposed to do, maybe watching her sister at H.G. Wells the next day would give her some ideas…

The two didn't talk much after that, Kallee ordered out and ate her dinner in front of a little TV she drug upstairs and ate on her cot watching some show where people swore every five seconds. Keely and her mom ate together downstairs. When Keely went upstairs a few hours later to go to bed, Kallee had a few nasty comments to say about the lighting, and when Keely asked her to pick up her clothes off the floor, she had a few more regarding where Keely could shove them.

Kallee's cot was old, so when she lied in it, it sunk and almost touched the floor. Keely tried desperately not to laugh. But when Kallee turned to lie on her back, the cot gave way and folded up.

"AW-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed.

That did it, Keely just busted up laughing. And not just a little chuckle, either. No, a hysterical, side splitting laugh. And she couldn't stop. It was just priceless to see her bad girl, rebel sister all smashed in a cot. Although, she was swearing like a sailor on leave trying to fight her way out of it, Keely could not stop laughing.

"Hey!" Kallee yells, "Blondie, stop laughing for six seconds and HELP me, God damn it." she orders.

"Yes, ma'am." Keely says, still with laughter in her voice.

She grabs the bottom bar of the cot and says, "Okay, lean your back as hard as you can against the top half.

"'Kay." Kallee says.

Keely yanks down the bottom half, and the cot opens, as quickly as she can, Kallee attempts to roll off but she took her weight off the back, and snap! went the cot on her again.

"HOLY SHIT!" Kallee screams.

"Kal…" Keely says, "Okay, push down on that side,"— Keely points to the top half of the cot— "and I'll hold down this one. On three. One. Two. Three!"

The both hold down their sides of the cot once again and before Kallee can move a muscle, Keely says, "Okay, now keep holding down that side with your hand, and slide your body off."

Kallee does so.

Keely continues, "Now, I'll come over and hold this side…" she does, and now she holding both ends of the cot down. "And get your hand off."

Kallee jerks her hand off.

"Alright, now, I let go." Keely does, and jumps back as the cot almost jumps in the air as it slams closed.

"Damn, that thing's possessed."

"No kidding." Keely turns toward her sister, who's choice of pj's is a very long, very large, baggy t-shirt that reads, "Filmore Military Academy'. "So, looks like you'll be in there with me." Keely points to her bed, a small twin.

Kallee makes a gagging sound, "Do I have to?"
"Well, it's that, or the possessed cot…"

"I'll take the bed. But can't you sleep somewhere else…? I have a big day tomorrow."
"Yeah…and I have to be your tour guide. We just won't intrude on each other's space."

Kallee's nostrils flare, "Fine."

Keely and Kallee both climb in and try to keep space between them. Keely couldn't believe her sister was just right there. She wouldn't stand anywhere near Keely, she didn't like Keely. But…they did have an okay time exorcising the cot…

Maybe they could get along…some way, some how…this big time bad girl and this small town sweetheart could find common ground…although it might take some time. A LOT of time.

A/N: Okay, so what did everyone think? I think we see a more tame side of Kallee a few times in this chapter which was nice. I love writing her she's so unpredictable! LOL So, remember no flames! But I do hope at least a few people liked it!

Love,

Lizzie