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It was Saturday afternoon and the girls were sitting in the living room playing cards. They were playing Slapjack, it had just enough violence for Haylirain to be content. The girls laughter and screams of excitement attracted the attention of the workers around the house, who kept peering in to see such a simple sight. "Hi girls. Having fun?" Uncle Ronny asked, strolling in.

"Hell yeah! I'm kicking her ass!" Hayli shouted, triumphantly. Novalee let out a chuckle.

"Got any big plans for tonight?" Ronny questioned.

"Not until I beat Hayli." Nova stated, teasingly.

"That will never happen!" Hayli argued playfully.

"You can't just stay here playing cards all night. You're young you should go have fun with your friens or see a movie or something." He scolded, gently. The girls turned their attention back to the game, laying down more cards at a quicker pace. "Don't ignore me!" Ronny cried, flabbergasted. Nova laid down a jack and got her hand slapped away by her sister who gleefully proceeded to snatch up all the cards. Pouting Nova lay another card down, determined to defeat Haylirain. The girls looked up and Ronny looked back as someone reached the bottom of the stairs, their dad. He looked over as the three stared at him, the air becoming thick. "David!" Ronny exclaimed happily, throwing an arm around his brothers shoulders.

David pushed up his glasses in irritation. "What is it? I have much to do today."

"Yeah, don't you have that work party to go to tonight?" Ronny said, leading David from the entryway and into the living room.

"It is not a party. It is a business gathering." David stated matter-of-factly.

"Do you know who likes parties?" Ronny asked, as if hinting to something.

"It's not-"

"Teenage girls!" Ronny exclaimed as if he were a host revealing the big prize on a game show that no one really wanted to be on. The two brothers stared at each other for a moment, Ronny with a big grin and David glowering. "You should take the girls with you. It will be a chance to spend some time with them and show them how successful you are."

"I hate parties." Hayli stated, not looking up from the card game, that had ultimately ceased by this point.

"We wouldn't want to intrude." Novalee added, uneasily.

"See the girls don't even want to attend. Now I still have much to do today." David said.


"I really don't want to be here." Hayli growled. She was wearing a knee length black long sleeved dress with red and white embroidered designs along the neckline and sleeves. Her red hair was pulled back into a messy bun with her bangs hanging down. Anger filled her makeup darkened eyes. Novalee looked from her sister to all the men and women in suits and fancy dresses and shifted her weight uncomfortably. She was wearing a black spaghetti strap dress that reached mid-thigh. There was a light blue ribbon tied into a bow beneath her bust and a matching one that pulled her long hair into a ponytail, a few strands hung down framing her face. "Do you think this has bananas in it?" Hayli asked, holding up a yellow square, standing next to the desert table.

"Let's hope not. I don't think anyone here would help if you had an allergic reaction."

The girls looked around the room at all of the writers filling the room and saw their father talking to some stiffs in suits. "I brought the cards if you want to play." Hayli suggested.

"Hayli, we actually have to behave ourselves. We can't be acting like a bunch of wild animals." Novalee lectured.

"I happen to be quite the animal lover." A man, with black hair, dark eyes and a smile, said appearing next to them.

"I bet you couldn't tell the difference between a fox and a red panda." Hayli chimed, referring to the girls favorite animals.

"I see that it's true what they say about redheads." The man said with a smirk.

"Hello. I don't believe we caught your name." Nova said, intervening with a false smile.

"Yeah, we need a name to give the morgue afterwards." Hayli mumbled, which received an elbow to the stomach from her sister.

"I'm Shigure Sohma. It's a pleasure to meet you lovely ladies." He said, extending his hand.

"I'm Novalee Ryan and this is my sister Haylirain." Nova said politely, shaking Shigure's hand.

"Ahh, you must be David's daughters."

"You know our dad?" Hayli asked, curiosity filling her voice.

"We are mere acquaintances. We have the same editor." He informed her.

"Oh." She said, her face dropping.

"Are you girls having any fun?" Shigure asked, changing the topic.

"This really isn't our kind of thing." Novalee admitted.

"I know what you mean. To be honest, this thing sees the light of day maybe a few times a year." He said gesturing to his suit, with a chuckle and a wink.

"Well I think you look very nice." Novalee commented, sincerely.

"He looks like the type of guy who preys on high school girls." Hayli muttered under her breath. Shigure began to laugh causing Hayli to glare at him.

"uh...well...ummm..." Novalee stuttered, unable to figure out how to react to the situation. Hayli stormed off causing Nova to chase after her, with an apologetic smile to the still smiling Shigure.


"Hours later Hayli stormed into the house slamming the door behind her. "Did you have fun?" Ronny asked, looking up from the newspaper as the girls came in, their father following behind them.

"Go to your room!" David shouted at Haylirain.

"I'm already going there dumbass!" She yelled back from the top of the stairs.

"What happened?" Ronny asked, now on his feet.

"Well..." Nova started.

"It's bad enough that she threw a tantrum in front of everyone! But then she had the audacity to throw a chair at one of my associates." David shouted in fury before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. A tick formed in Novalee's jaw before she rushed upstairs to her room. She threw herself on the bed, her eyes beginning to sting. She could hear Hayli destroying the room next door.

After a few minutes the sounds ceased and there was a light knock on the door as Hayli entered the room. She was wearing a black and red striped belly tank top, black tripp pants, boots, and black wristbands. "Get dressed." She told her.

"Why?"

Hayli smirked. "It's Saturday night."