As we all lay in a heap on my sisters purple carpet, we finally stopped laughing. Riley sat up and grinned at me.
"Had enough excitement for the day, Miss Amberlyn Rose May?"
I giggled.
"Maybe…" A delicious smell wafted in, "But there's about to be more because I smell cinnamon baked apples." I licked my lips and ran into the room where the smell was coming from. The kitchen was a mixture of green and silver and there was a vase full of white tulips and pansies in the middle of a green table. I smiled.
My sister turned away from the oven and grinned at me. I grinned back at her, glad to see my sister again. She was now wearing a red apron over her purple outfit. She wandered over to me and looked me over. She raised an eyebrow.
"Jeez sis, you're a mess. Have you looked in a mirror lately?"
I shuddered lightly at the memory of the frightened girl in the mirror.
"Actually yeah, Goldie's compact mirror."
My sister rolled her eyes. No I meant a full length mirror. I have one in my bedroom." She yanked me to her room. It was pink and purple like the lounge room and was really tiny, but it was bigger than the closet sized bedroom we had had to share back in Stalie.
Teo pulled me to the side and I found myself face to face with the frightened girl once more. I nearly screamed out, but my sister's hand on me made me remember that it was just me. I was covered in scars and bruises and my eye definitely wasn't too pretty. I glanced down at the clothes I was wearing. Scratch that, the rags I was wearing. I was covered in blood and dirt and the t-shirt and jeans I was wearing were torn in many places. I began to blush as I realised my ripped t-shirt wasn't covering much and instinctively folded my arms across my chest.
My sister laughed and handed something to me. I unfolded it and realised it was some clothes. I grinned at her and she left the room for me to get changed.
I looked in the mirror again. I didn't look too bad now. I was now wearing a black singlet with a yellow jacket. The black jeans were long and a bit too big. But my hair was still a mess. Oh well. I shrugged. I walked out of my sister's room and found Riley and Goldie sitting at the green table with a mint-green squirrel. The squirrel took a sip from a white mug and chatted smoothly. She looked up at me, gave me a quick once over and raised an eyebrow. I gulped.
My sister came out of no-where and shoved a brush in my hand I mumbled quick thanks and started to rip it through my hair. I winced constantly, but after around ten minutes and seven looks from the squirrel, my hair was smoothed and the curls were softer. I went to go sit down, but my sister handed me a can of deodorant first.
"Trust me." She mouthed.
I sighed and went back down the hallway and quickly sprayed the deodorant on. I bounded back out and sat down at the table. The squirrel looked at me again and raised her eyebrows again. I gulped and quickly grabbed a bowl of ice-cream. I placed a cinnamon apple into it and carefully took a bite. The squirrel turned to my sister.
"So Dora," She purred, "Have you started taking in people from the "lower class"?" I bit my lip as I tried to hold back the words that were flooding in my mouth.
Goldie saw my glare and nudged Riley. Riley glanced my way and bit his lip.
"Uh… Mint, maybe you should be careful about what you say…"
Mint rolled her dark eyes and shrugged. She pulled out a compact makeup case and applied some peach coloured blush. She looked up at me and smiled.
"At least people in the "upper class" take care of their personal hygiene."
That did it.
I rooted myself to the chair and snapped at her.
"At least I don't wear pancake makeup!"
Mint sat there dumbfounded and Riley slapped his hand to his forehead. My sister nearly dropped her fork. Goldie's jaw nearly touched the table.
Shit... I thought to myself. Now I've really done it…