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The Taming of Sora
Sora used to be fun and outgoing, she used to like talking and being bubbly, but then it all stopped. Maybe it had to do with the loss of her mother, maybe the reality that she had to play mom to her younger sister, maybe just teenage life. Whatever it was, it changed her. Mimi changed too, though she remained kind and slightly air-headed, but gained one thing she didn't need before, popularity. She wanted to date boys, it wasn't like there was a lack of possibilities but it was a common known fact that the Tachikawa girls weren't allowed to date. Their father was Mr. Over-Protective, come with in ten feet of either one of his daughters and you won yourself a one way ticket to the grave.
Chapter Three: A New Rule
The school day had finally ended and Mimi was walking down the hall to her locker. The corridor was mostly empty, with an exception of one person. She passed by the school "outcast." He was shoving a book and a brown paper bag into his locker. Mimi smiled at him. He merely looked at her through his crazy brown hair, his chocolate eyes staring at her like she was insane for even glancing in his direction.
"Can't blame a girl for trying. Have a nice day, Tai."
The guy grunted something and slammed his locker shut before stomping down the hall in the opposite direction Mimi was going, his combat boots echoing in the silence.
She opened her locker and started putting her books away and grabbing only her science and foreign language book, both of which she needed to study. Her cell phone vibrated, she flipped the phone open.
Miya: Mi I had 2 go srry.
"Great," Mimi muttered. "Now I have to walk."
"Hey Princess, how was school?" Keisuke asked as Mimi flitted into the room.
Mimi looked at him, a gleam of thought in her cinnamon eyes. She seemed to be considering how to tell him about her day, or rather what to tell him. Say the right words, play dumb and innocent, and get in Keisuke's good graces. Or tell him the truth and be grounded till she was thirty. She chose lying, that was definitely the route she was going to take. "Well it was okay. School is school, Daddy. Tests, homework, reading, y'know, all that jazz. What about you, how was work?"
"Work was fine, thank you, sweetie. Where is your sister?"
"I don't know. Off being a freak somewhere," Mimi said, plopping down on the couch and clicking on the TV. She surfed the channels, finally landing on an episode of 'My Super Sweet 16.' "I should have been on that show."
"Don't start this again, Mimi," her father warned.
"Whatever," Mimi hissed under her breath.
"What's the Drama Queen moping about today?" Sora asked throwing herself on the couch opposite Mimi.
"Sora please, not now," Keisuke sighed, standing up from his chair. He walked out of the living room and to the front door where he picked up the mail.
"Change this retarded shit! I think my IQ is dropping just hearing it."
"Shut up!" Mimi snapped. She watched intently as Bjorn eagerly awaited the arrival of his stylist. "I sooo should have been on that show." Mimi sulked even further.
"Oh well. Get over it. I know you like to look at yourself, but I don't think the rest of the country would want to suffer."
Mimi had the entire thing planned out. It was perfect. She'd sent in her video to MTV, they'd accepted her too. All she had to do was pay for everything and the camera crews would be chronicling her every move. She was so excited. It was going to be perfect. The theme was classic Hollywood. Rich lighting, elegant style, breathtaking clothes. Mimi was going to have her dress specially made. Her grand entrance was going to be to die for. But she didn't get it. Any of it. A month or so before the party Sora got accepted to an elite soccer training camp. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity that Keisuke refused to let Sora give up. It did in fact cost an exceptional amount of money, so some changes had to be made. Sora went to camp and Mimi celebrated her sixteenth birthday at the park, alone.
"You suck!" Mimi said heatedly standing up.
"Yeah? Well I'm about to 'suck' even more," Sora laughed. Mimi threw her a cautious look and then Sora yelled, "DAD! Ask Mimi how she got home from school!?"
Mimi's eyes grew to the size of golf balls and she stared at Sora with blind fury.
"How?" Keisuke asked walking back into the room. "Mimi, how did you get home?"
Mimi turned her attention from her sister to her doting father. "Now Daddy," she started in a sugar coated voice. "Well Miya didn't have the car today so, uh, I… we," Mimi corrected, "we got a ride home from a friend."
"Friend?"
"More like scum of the Earth," Sora mocked.
"Stay out of this!" Mimi barked. Then she turned back to her father, "Yeah, a friend."
"Which friend, Mimi?" Keisuke inquired, cocking an eyebrow and looking disapprovingly.
"Joe Kido," Sora said smirking at Mimi from behind Keisuke.
"A boy. A teenage boy with rapid hormones drove you home. You! In a car?"
"Well yes, Daddy, that is typically how one would have to drive, in a car," Mimi said sarcastically sending death glares at Sora.
"Don't sass me, young lady. You know the rules and you know them well. There is no dating until you are married! No fraternizing with boys! And certainly no accepting rides from boys who only have one thing on their minds!"
"I wasn't fraternizing!" Mimi huffed. "Besides it wasn't a date! It was a friendly gesture. Would you have had me walk home? That's ten, count them," she held up all of her pink painted fingers, "ten miles. Miya lives only three from the school. I would have walked seven miles all by myself! Daddy, for all you know, someone could have kidnapped me, or killed, or raped me!" Mimi argued her point even further, "Joe was doing me a favor because he cares about my wellbeing."
"Yeah, I'm sure that's what he really cares about!" Sora said taking the remote and changing the television.
"Listen to me!" Keisuke said losing all restraint. "There is no need for you to be associating with boys. Dating, huh, in my day, it was proper for a young man to ask for a girl's parents if it was okay for him to date their daughter."
"I'm just screwed then, aren't I? You know that I'm like the only girl in school who doesn't date!" Mimi shrieked, she too losing her patience.
"That's not true," Keisuke said and he pointed to Sora. "You're sister doesn't date."
"Well that's not a fair comparison!" Mimi defended, "I mean look at her!" Mimi pointed a well manicured finger at Sora who was lying on the couch.
"Would you refrain from bringing me into your mindless conversation? I'm trying to watch Dateline here," Sora jeered smugly.
"Daddy, you can't compare me to Sora. That's like Crème Brule and… and jello!"
"So I'm Jello?" Sora laughed from the couch. "That's classic. Good one, Meems."
"ANYWAY!" Mimi said through gritted teeth, "Dad… Daddy, it's really not fair. I shouldn't have to suffer."
Keisuke held Mimi by her shoulders and sat her on the couch next to Sora. "Look, the rule is for your own good. Both of you."
Mimi scowled, her lovely face falling. "Mom would have let us date."
"Dad, I have no problem with the rule," Sora said kindly, feeling sympathy toward her father, after her sister's careless remark.
"Thank you, sweetheart." Keisuke's face suddenly lit up. "Okay, you know what? New rule!" Both girls looked at him oddly. His smile only got wider. "Mimi can date."
"YAY! Thank you, Daddy!" Mimi screamed, triumphantly jumping up from her seat and doing the "Happy Dance."
"What?" Sora stuttered incredulously.
Keisuke held his hand out in a 'stop' gesture and pointed at Sora. "When she does."
Mimi dead panned and Sora broke out into a fit of laughter.
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