"Dude, just come over," I tell him on my Samsung Note phone, "I miss you,"
The last phrase made my insides twist and my heart thump on my ribcage. He's clueless anyway, I say to myself, and shrug the sensation away with a deep calming breath.
My family came home from our summer vacation. It is still 4 days before school starts, and I'll be in second year. Two more years, and goodbye my immature, hormonal, age-group mates.
My plan in life is just about set in stone. The goal: Pediatric Cardiac surgery
How: Harvard Premed and Med
Then The National Children's Hospital.
Easy peasy.
And top everything, and put in time for extracurricular activities, because they love that shit.
Everything is on the internet nowadays, and it boggles my mind to no end as to why everyone in school just use it for Instagram or Facebook, or that yellow app- Snapchat.
"Nia baby!" Natalie, or Nat, my 2 years older sister barged inside my room, and I start hearing Drake.
I am still halfway through reading 1984 while cocooned in my blankets,
"Nat, I'm good here," I say, holding the black rimmed reading glasses over my head.
She sticks her tongue out and smile at me, sauntering to the clickety sound of her stilletos.
My sister, is a god damn goddess, I swear. 17, with 4 months to go before 18, she already has that mature woman figure, like mom, sexy and elegant. And now she rocked a dark blue sparkling asymmetric one shoulder cocktail dress.
We both have the dark ginger or auburn hair from mom. I got dad's hazel eyes, while she has mom's blue ones.
"Mac is here," she says, whipping a dark lipstick to her lips as she sits on my bed, "Have you called Mikey?"
"Yeah, he's coming," I felt my ears heat up, and she saw,
"He likes you back, Nia, the looks he gives you are not just for a friend," her hand reached for my knee over the thick blanket and started making massaging motions
"Well, he Is my bestfriend," I point out
"Keep telling yourself that," she swats the book from my hand and I yelp a 'hey'
But she just leaned in and gave me a hug. Giving my cheek a wet peck before she stood up,
"At least change into nicer clothes so you could seduce him,"
I just scoffed at her back and reached for my book, then remembered the door.
"She didn't lock it again"
Making a choice between getting unwanted guests looking for a room to have sex in vs repositioning several layers of blankets, is an easy one to make.
I have two other siblings, Theodore and Tobias, both 22, yes they're twins. Tobey is older by 13 minutes.
Mac, is Kevin McCallum, the senior quarterback, and Natalie's flavor of the month. My sister has no reservations with her virginity. She lost it when she was 14, to someone at the back of a truck.
In her defense, she dates them first, before the sex part, except for that first time. And she only does one guy at a time. I don't think she loves them, too strong a word for her, maybe a Like, or a physical attraction.
For my part, I find it difficult to separate emotions like that, so I plan to be very careful. If I really just admit it to myself though, I think I may possibly likely in all probability have a teeny tiny littlest L--. Nevermind. I really should stop the feeling.
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Tatoe arashi ga futou tomo
Tatoe oonami areru tomo
Kogida sou tatakai no umi e
Tobikomou tatakai no uzu e
Mitsumeau hitomi to hitomi
