Chapter Six

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Leanna's pov

Steam floats off the top of my food. It's easy to tell when food coming from my mother is going to be delicious. I mean, how could they not?! I reach out carefully to grab one. Mmm albondigas, I love them so much. They bring back my happiness and fill my chubby little stomach. Oh, but happiness must always come to an end. My bowl has only one left. Dang it.

I finish the last one, savouring every slow bite, and when I finish it, I sigh, very dramatically, "Aw I finished them, whatever shall I do!"

My mother drops her head to the right, also very dramatically, "Oh no! If only I had more, but I do not,"

My mouth drops open. Since when does she not have more? Crazy. I tut my head in disappointment, "Damn that sucks. Guess I'll just have to die!" I fold onto the dining area floor drastically and sigh again.

"Well then, rest in peace," Madre says, standing up from her seat to put her dish onto the kitchen bench.

I gasp as I sit up quickly, "You don't care? You'd leave me to die?"

"Stop being rational cariño, get up and put your bowl up here," She laughs.

I stand up rolling my eyes and stagger over to the bench. Dante hops up too, collecting his finished bowl and puts it besides mine.

He always looks up to me. Not just because I'm older than him, but because I do what is best in his eyes. He copies my every move. It can get annoying, but you know, 'He's little so you have to let him'.

"Mamá, I need to wrap something for Mr Birthday Boy here, so may I be excused?" I ask her, shrugging off the albondigas moment.

"Yes of course, but make sure he doesn't follow you," She giggles, looking over at Dante.

Dante looks unappalled as he crosses his arms, "Hey! That's mean,"

Me and mamá laugh together at him. He knows we are kidding. Well, hopefully.

I walk through the archway to the hallway of the house; I turn left shortly after to get to my room. The door is brown and basic, but its covered in stickers and posters so it looks cooler. I grasp onto the door handle and turn it to get into my room. My shoes and jacket lying on the floor, one jacket hanging up too. I stroll over to my bed and grab a book from my side table. Before I sit down, I look outside the window, just to check for any people again. I've been scarred from Kai scaring the shit outta me. No Kai, but ugh. Stupid little Simon's house is out my window. Why couldn't I get a better view like a fucking brick wall? What's even worse is that his room is right in my eyes view so if he looks out his window, he'll see me. Knowing that I should probably look away. So, I do.

Okay okay, back to my book... I'm obsessed with the characters and their quick love story. It was love at first sight, and it's gotten spicy very fast.

'Her sharp voice whispers along my neck as she leans in towards me.'

Oop, there's the spicy stuff.

'My faint and frail voice utters into her ear, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Her eyes race over my face, "Can I kiss you?"

My breath leaves my throat, yet I manage to say a single word, "Sure," Gosh, I could've said anything better, but I said sure? Fuck me.

Too late anyway, she's already leaning in closer. Her lips brush softly against mine but she hesitates. Fuck you. I pull my hands around the back of her head and pull her into me instead.'

Girl boss.

I read for another whole hour until my eyes become too weak to stay open. I check my clock that sits on my side table to see that it is now 10:42pm. Shit. I didn't read for an hour, I read for like four. Ahaha oops. And I didn't wrap the present. Ugh.

I slouch up to get the present and wrapping paper. I'm not usually this tired at this time, but hey, here I am, tired. The present is perfect. He asked for it for so long, but he only wanted it from me. He would never let mamá get it for him, so I did! I'm such an awesome sister, aren't I? Anyway, I fold the paper over the box I placed the gift in and tape up all the sides. My hands glide smoothly over the sides.

"Perfect," I whisper aloud.

I grab a nearby texter and write, 'To: Dante From: Your big sister!' with a heart next to it. I slide the box under my bed and hop up from the floor. I yawn and crawl back into bed, closing the curtains to my window. I click the light switch off on my lamp and lie still.

I sigh. Tough day. I just had to encounter Simon. He makes everyone pronounce his name 'Simone' to sound more sophisticated, but he just sounds idiotic.

He tried to punch Carlos, but he used his animal controlling power to scare him, "I'll get the lions out!" There aren't lions in or near our village, but Simon doesn't know that. Like I said, idiot. After Carlos said that Simon rolled his eyes and walked off like he wasn't scared, but he definitely was.

I don't know why he makes fun of people; he doesn't have one of those sad backstories that makes him a bad person, he just does it. I know what you are thinking, 'But everyone who bullies has a reason! Maybe he has parent issues!' He doesn't. Some people are just little bitches. Some people like treating others like shit just because. I'm tired of mean people in books and movies having sad reasons behind their asshole activities then they just get forgiven! Like, some people are just shitty people. Ugh. I'm getting annoyed just thinking of him. Some people are just assholes because they can be, not everyone is a good person. Snakes.

And don't you DARE say he only bullies me because he likes me. I would literally die if that was true. Why do men?

I lie still in my bed. Think of something else Leanna, come on. I drift off to sleep trying to distract myself. Colours flash as my dream flicks over like a movie. A recurring dream again. I like it though. It's the one where I meet this guy who is a train driver, and he takes me too this weird land of fluffy monsters who give me marshmallows and all this cool stuff. It's fun, yet weird, but that's what a dream is. Weird.

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