Chapter 3
The landlord's daughter...
What we could see was not an apartment. It was a creepy, reeking, disgrace of an apartment!
"Mom, what is this?!" I said looking at her in disgust
"It's the apartment we're going to live in for the next year until we save enough to get a mortgage." she replied with an optimistic smile on her face. I knew she really didn't like it because none of us did.
"No! No, no, no, no, no!" said Kyou shaking his head. His face growing redder with rage each time he said "no". "I am not sleeping in this stink hole!"
"Can you look inside before you judge it from the outside?" said a voice from behind. It was the girl from before; the one holding her drunken father under his shoulder.
"Hello Mrs. Sohma, I am the landlord's daughter, Moira. Sorry to say that my father could not make it today to see to it that you did go into the room before you actually judged it from the outside." she said with grown up speech and her head held high.
Mom and dad stood there with their mouths wide open as she gave her next speech.
"Furthermore, I will see to it that I give you a tour of the place before you actually start living in it. Will that be to your liking?"
Mom stood there motionless with an open mouth. Maybe if she kept it wide enough, it would fall off any minute now.
I could see she wasn't going to answer so I took this opportunity to show that she wasn't the only one with grown up speech.
"Yes that would be to our liking Moira, please go ahead and let us through so that we can see the inside of this so called" I paused and held my fingers in peace signs before I said "'apartment'."
"Certainly, Miss?" she said in question.
"Yuki, you may call me Yuki." my eyes twitching as I said it, five minutes into the apartment building and I had already made a friend. "C'mon, Moira, impress me; if you dare." I said intimidating her. Now this is what I call a friend.
She put the keys into the key hole and twiddled it to unlock the apartment. What was inside made me step forward a little to see into a gothic sitting room.
Three purple sofas surrounding a black centre table which had fake, velvet flowers on the middle of the wooden masterpiece. The lights of the room held lilac lamp shades making the room dark even though the light was on.
The carpet was a black with a mullet and the gothic's imprinting on the side!
"Oh my!" I swooned at the site and Kyou barely catching me.
"Are you alright? Yuki?" she grinned. "What did you say about impressing you Yuki?"
I scowled at her and then heaved myself up using Kyou as a rope and in the process letting him fall down at my spot.
"What else have you got, Moira?"
"This used to be the apartment of a major mullet and the gothic's fan and a base to the secret fan club of these gothic rock bands." she replied with a tone that was almost enough to break me into my famous rage mode.
"Okay your about to get it! Bitch!"I swore
"Oh here we go, rage mode enabled..."Kyou grinned
"Oh I'm so scared! Mommy please come; there's a monster out to get me!"She said sarcastically.
"Why you little...!"I raged rapidly towards her about to go for the hair but suddenly...
"Okay! Can we just break it up here?! Act like ladies, and your age. You're both 16 so act like it!"Screamed Aika.
"Rage mode"is what my family calls it when I get into my severe tantrums; when I was an infant. Now they still call it that but it wasn't tantrums anymore; it was when I am severely irritated by someone. This, was one of those times.
This was one of my sister's obnoxious habits. She would always like to be the one to break up the fights and resolve them like adults. I bet she gets it from me; except for the breaking of the fights bit. I'm the one who normally starts the fights!