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Holy shoosh, I actually updated. Sorry it was sooo late. T~T For one weekend, I was my grandparents, or basically with grandma (Abuela (she likes to call it house, but technically it's my mom's and uncle's. And also technically mine, too)), and I forgot to grab my computer on my out of the house. AND I didn't exactly get time this past weekend. We'll be home, mom said. We won't be going anywhere Sunday, mom said. I can't do stuff on Saturday except really late at night because I have guitar in the early morning and then I have lunch and then my Film & TV acting class.
If you skipped to this, I made a somewhat new schedule. Here;
Every other weekend I will update ASAP. And if I have time, I may surprise you with a new chapter on the not other weekends.
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To Be Back
Chapter 4
The two started to chat.
"This is sooo refreshing..." Akari barely mumbled out, eyes closed, happy.
"It is. I don't usually head down to this beach, only really on holidays and festivals, if they're held here in town." Renee said.
"So, how is the farm? Fun with the animals? I would so bet it is!" Exclaimed Akari, being the animal lover she was.
"It sure is!" Renee exclaimed as well. "I especially love to care for all the babies. Just as the calf we have now, or the group of ducklings and lambs!"
"...Are they named yet?..." The other cousin questioned, an eyebrow lifted. She loved to name baby animals. It had started when she gave her first puppy his name, without even knowing it. Her mother had asked her one night, and she popped out with "Ritzy". It came out of the blue, and Akari stuck with that name. And thinking of, she remembered when she first saw the word "ritzy" in a book, long after she got the pup. And based on the words around and the illustration on the page, ritzy meant something glamorous, dazzling. "She was going to have her birthday party at a ritzy club," said the book.
"Hmm..." Renee thought. "I think we still have to name the calf, and some ducklings-"
"On it." Akari interrupted. "Ha, interrupting cow..."
"I remember that joke. That was always so funny."
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"Interrupting cow."
"Interrupting co-"
"MOO." The two girls giggled together.
"Ah..." Renee smiled. "Well, once we get back to working on the farm, you get to go and name that cow."
Akari slowly frowned. "The farm...?"
"Yeah, you don't want to work on the farm? It's not that bad from whatever you heard." Renee started to frown as well.
It was not that working on the farm was gross or anything, but Akari didn't want to butt in.
"No!" Akari jumped, hands waving in front of her, not wanting to hurt feelings. "It's not that I don't like the farm, it's just that... Well, I'll already be living there. I can't just expect to live there and get money from that. I want to do my part, get my own job, and help support you guys. I don't want to get my living from the farm!"
"I understand what you mean, but you won't be harming anyone." Renee comforted her. "Don't worry, just stay on the farm, everything will work out." She was now standing, hand on Akari's shoulder.
Pouting, Akari shook her head. Renee knew there was no use in trying to argue. The slight taller would just retort with anything she could. The farm girl was convinced that if Akari really wanted to, she could become a lawyer.
"Fine," Huffed out Renee, giving up. "But what will you do?"
Akari pondered, thinking. "Well, I'm pretty good at inventing, designing, creating, cooking, loving animals, sports and things such." Akari said. "I mean, remember, I make up all the new snacks, build with the Legos and Jenga blocks, got my belts in karate, do my art in drawing, sketching, painting, dance, music, and... We know there's too much to name."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure there are still a lot, and probably some you don't even know about yourself. I just know I've seen plently."
"Cup-cakes." Akari slight giggled.
"I remember. What they are. I forgot how you made them, though..." Renee told her, grinning. "And the Legos and wooden blocks. Abuela and some of the cousins made you take pictures of your structures every time."
"Yeah, I think I still have some pictures on my phone. I'll show you later."
Akari throw her sneakers off, leaving her in some solid color neon short socks. Renee did the same, her feet now buried beneath the sand a bit. Those white socks would not be white again.
"What kind of Pandora station should I put on...?" Akari question, scrolling through the app on her cell.
"What about some popular upbeat music, from where you were?" Renee suggested.
"Oh, then I'll click on Good Time Radio. I would click Kelly Clarkson, but once in awhile, there's some artist that I may have seen their name before, but never really listen to their music a lot."
Akari tapped the station. It was based off a pop song she liked, Good Time by Owl City featuring Carly Rae Jepson. It wasn't what she thought up of at first, but once she was listening to the radio on her friend's Pandora one time, she got interested. Akari and her friend Kira were sitting at their last period of the day back in middle school. They weren't playing that day in the orchestra, it was new music day, where they got new sheet music to play for upcoming concerts. Because of so, the children were allowed to start homework, play cards, play games, or in Akari and Kira case, listen to music. The songs the station was playing Akari knew and liked. She ask her dark haired friend what it was called and now has it, personalized.
A song started to play that Akari happened to know, of course. It was by a group she thought were really good. "Not like those dumb, overexposed boy bands and little 'pretty' boy celebrites all the girls just fan over." She thought, tongue out slightly, disgusted by the fact. Also quite disappointed that people didn't love this group as much, and never really would suggest their songs at first chance.
"Yes," she said out loud. "Love this song." The app continued to play the song, "Payphone", by one of her groups, Maroon 5.
She mouthed the words and started to move around, no real purpose in thought. She came up in front of Renee, also dancing, no particular moves in mind. The two moved their arms, bent, moving in time to the beat. They twirled, Renee's hair spinning with her, and Akari's hair as well, just more... Scattered and spread and wide, falling back down when she slowed.
I'm at a payphone,
Trying to call home,
All of my change I spent on you.
Yeah,
I, I know it's hard to remember,
the people we used to be.
It's even harder to picture,
That you're not here next to me.
You say it's too late to make it,
But is it too late to try?
The girls continued to dance as the song did as well. Before they knew it, it ended. Then another came on. That ended. And another begin. And ended, and so on. In the distance, the vibrant sun, slowly seeped lower and lower into the sea. The girls danced, chatted, and at other times just watched, listening to the ongoing music.
Akari got up from the sand they were laying on. She had switched it to Kelly Clarkson about three songs ago. Pandora was currently playing "According to You", another favorite of Akari's, by Orianthi. That too soon ended and began with "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield. That was also when she caught sight of the time.
"Hey Renee, it's getting pretty late, don't ya think?" Akari questioned, turning to her cousin, now up strolling over.
"Yeah, the sun was getting low and deeper." Renee answered, looking around at the time displayed on the device. "Hey, the bar should be opened by now. Let me show around there at least. Everything else is pretty much closed."
Akari leaned back a bit. "A bar?!" she mouthed, surprised and slightly disgusted by the fact.
"Well," Renee said, reading Akari facial expression and lips. "Technically, it has the word 'Bar' in it, but it also serves as a restaurant. Actually, not many people drink. It's more like an afternoon hangout place. Everyone goes, but just to talk and relax in the evening. Only very few people really drink. And not that much either."
Akari gave Renee a suspicious look, eyes squinting to somewhat slits. "Fine," she broke. "A chance, though."
As she looked down toward her phone, she was about to pause the station when another song appeared on the screen. Maroon 5's "Moves like Jagger".
"And this can be our background music for our trip to the bar. We'll edit the music video later." Akari said, acting as though she was a diva, doing a hand gesture of brushing it off.
The two girls laughed at the joke. They made their way to the bar, two arms linked together.