132. The Sleepover

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Pairing: none

Friday, January 12, 2011

Mikaelson Mansion

3pm

The school week passed quickly without major incident. Contractors had begun to work on the fourth floor and Henrik and Finn were excited about their first sleepover.

Rachael had developed the habit of dressing in layers and then taking them off when she wanted a certain kind of attention. Freya and Vanessa had talked to her about this, but a part of her was just bored and wanted to "get a rise" out of people. She had thrown a plaid shirt over a tight, revealing tank top. She made a point to sit in front of a boy she had had her eye on.

"Hot on this bus, isn't it?" Rachael said shucking off her jacket and the plaid shirt.

"I don't think it's hot. God, Rachael, put your shirt back on. Button that shit up!" Dana scolded her, turning to see if anyone had noticed her sister flaunting herself.

"I'm going to crack the window a little," Rachael purred, smiling at the boy she liked. He stared at her also, and not just not her face, until Dana yanked her back into the seat.

"Rachael, what is wrong with you? Stop acting like that. That guy is gross. Plus, he has a girlfriend. What is going on with you?" Dana asked her red haired twin.

"Shut up, Dana. I'm not boring like you. I just wanna have a little fun. You're not my damn mother...You only talk to me when your precious little Penny isn't around," Rachael spat as she pointed a finger in Dana's face.

"That's not true! You know what? I'm going to talk to Freya about getting my own room. There are days I can't take another minute of your immature shit," Dana retorted moving seats to a little further back. Kai was in the next seat over.

Kai Parker seemed like he was in his own world today. The other guys talked about their day around him, but he wasn't really interested right now.

Kai wanted that money. He had never really had any money of his own and he also liked to win. He had bet against his own sister. His own flesh and blood, but someone was going to win. Furthermore, Rachael's moments of good behavior seemed fleeting. She couldn't sustain it. Kai could feel the agitation and angst rolling off of her in waves. Rachael had insulted him several times lately. Kai knew she had been picking a fight with him and he had clamped his mouth shut. He wondered if Dana would help him, as he glanced out the window of the school bus.

"What are you up to, Kai?" Dana smirked.

"Nothing much, Dana. Why you always so suspicious? It is because our family is no better than a nest of poisonous serpents? Or are you just bored and making something out of nothing?" Kai replied never taking his eyes off the landscape.

"Just tell me. Maybe the answer is a little of all," Dana whispered back.

"Sister, you must promise me that you won't say anything. And if you can help me, then I'll cut you in," Kai grinned.

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