Hello

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*Lillac's POV*

  "Hello," He said, then paused, and i guess my face betrayed me, and showed that i diskliked the word 'Hello', it was too formal. "Uh, hey," I gave him an aprroving nod, and let him see my emotions again, by accidentally letting a sweet smile slip. The man suddenly seemed lost, or, personally, i like the word 'dumbfounded'. "My name is uhhh... Mark, uh yeah, my name is Mark.," He swallowed, "I um, I live in rum 206."

Rum?

  "Oh, cool! My name is Lillac, Lillac Soldier, see it's spelled like Soldier, but pronounce Soul-de-heir, or Sold-the-air as i like to say," I said with a sweet smile, I live in room 205, so, I guess your my neighbor!"

  Sold-the-air???!! You stupid idiot! You weren't supposed to say that to anyone! Omg!!!! Now he's gonna think your wierd and won't want to talk to you! I yelled at myself.

  "Yeah, cool. Neighbors." He smiled a shy smile. "Hey, acctually, do you need help moving in? I'd love to help." -Omg he is so sweet!- He smiled at me.

  "My stuff is already in there." I giggled. Mark lost his cute smile, and in turn, had a face on that might as well had came with a dunce cap. I giggled even more. "My stuff was moved in by a friend of mine, she work for a moving company."

  "Oh wait, you lived in L.A. before? Is that how you know this friend?" He asked. The way he said it kind of creeped me out, but i guess he was just curious.

  "No, I just moved here, I actually lived in Maine. I know this friend because she's married to my brother, well, a half-brother, but i treat him just like a regular brother, as if we had the same dad." I said, probably saying too much, but it felt good to remember somthing about my family.

  'Eric! Eric stop before I kill you!' I yelled at him, my half-brother. I remember when that word was a joke, no problem. 'Do NOT add Gatorade to the Umba-lopata drink!" No, Umba-lopata is not some fancy name, it is just a word we made up, Eric and I. I didn't want Gatorade in my drink, because I'm allergic. 'Umba-lopata should be for all of us! Not just you!' I yelled, remembering all the times he got the upper hand.

  'Mom and dad will have it!' Eric countered.

  'Mom and dad, don't even like Umba-lopata! Especially when you add Gatorade and Strawberry milk! I yelled at him, trying to not let his lies and deseptiveness win the fight.

  'No, they will drink it. And i will drink it. It's not my fault you dont like Gatorade.' He said.

  'IM ALLERGIC!' I yelled. Eric always knew how to push my buttons. I never knew why he did, or even when he learned how to.

  "LILLAC!!!" Mark screamed right into my ear.

  How long was I daydreaming?

  "I'm sorry, what?" I asked.

  "Do you have any other, brothers/sisters?"

  "Well, that older half-brother is my only brother, his name is Eric by the way. I aslo have another older half-sister, but she's not related to Eric, her name is Jaqulynn. I have 5 younger sisters also, and from oldest to youngest, there is Cailin, Molly, Ashling, Katryn, and Kilbin. Do you have any brothers or sisters?" I asked. Mark looked at me strangly, I guess I was becasue I just told him that I had 7 siblings. Not many people have 7 siblings, and for many people, it is a strange thing. But I actually amost had 3 other siblings, but because of miscarrages, they did not happen. 2 of the 3 happened to be twins, they died to early to know what gender they were, and so we weren't even able to name they were supposed to be born right after Kiblin. After Kiblin, a few years later, was a boy, we were going to name him Kevin.

  "I have an older half-brother, his name is Thomas." Mark said.

  Wow, I guess I really must have been complicated to him, he's simple.

  "Heh." I laughed.

Ding!

  I took out my phone to see if there were any new messages.

1 new message  Open

Message from: Kiblin

  'Hey Lillac, I wanted see how LA is, wait, you thought i was going to say ''Hey Lillac, how are you doing'? HA. SYKE!

  "Hahahaha,'' I laughed. Kiblin is so funny. "Alright Mark, I got to go, see you around again?"

  "OK, yeah, I'll see around sometime. It will help that we're neighbors." Mark smiled. I laughed

Bye Mark.

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