HIS BREATH; NETEYAM SULLY

3. A long day

"No matter how bad your heart is broken

the world doesn't stop for your grief."

- Lula You

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The first thing when I wake up is my dreamcatcher hanging above my bed. I take a deep breath and pull myself off of my bed as I stretch my limbs. I tilt my head from one side to another. I find myself looking towards my window to Neteyam and Lo'ak's room. I see Neteyam sleeping on his bed in the weirdest position ever, I didn't realise I had such a good view of their room. I laugh to myself and head downstairs where I run into Ao' Nung. For being brother and sister we're not that close, Reya is closer to Ao' Nung than I ever had. I kind of wish I was closer to him but he seems to have a strange hated towards me. I give him a bright smile and he returns a quick smile back, I can tell it was fake but I don't take it to heart. I head over to the kitchen and grab a wooden cup from the shelf and head out on the small pier my father built for us near the kitchen. I bend down and scoop a cup of water and swallow it all down, I bring a cup filled with water upstairs just incase Tsireya wants some.

"Good morning Reya, ready for today?" I say, gently rubbing Reya's arm. I sit on her bed trying to awake my sister. She groans and nuzzles her head into my thigh, I push her hair out of her eyes. In moments like this I feel like the older sister.

"Lo'ak?! What are you doing here?" I shout jumping up from my bed. Tsireya bolts up from her bed and fixes her hair and clothes. As soon as she realises Lo'ak wasn't here she squeals frustratedly and throws a pillow at my face.

"Lo'ak can wake you up but your loving sister can't?" I pout, catching the pillow and placing back onto her bed. She rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

"That was not nice!" She exclaims slapping my arm. I roll my eyes and walk over to our closet. Me and Reya share a closet as we have the same body, style and stores we shop at. I reach for one of my favourite shell tops and a brown net bottom, Reya takes forever to finish styling her hair and choosing an outfit. I sit at my sister vanity which was decorated with flashy pearls and shells all over. I stare at her huge make up and hair bead collection. She doesn't even wear make up why does she have so much? And why did I never get a vanity as flashy and beautiful as this! so unfair. I pick a headpiece that's a bit similar to my mothers with the baby pink shell and pearls decorated at the front, except my shell was smaller. I fiddle with my hair and stare at myself in the mirror and suddenly freeze. I never cared about my appearance up until now, why was I sitting at my sister vanity with a flashy headpiece on my forehead, wondering if I looked good or not. I felt insecure for the first time in my life, and I knew exactly why. Tsireya appears behind me and is smiling at me proudly.

"You look gorgeous Kallo" She whispers, I smile at her through the mirror. Tsireya has a special way and accent of saying things that make you believe her.

"Would you like me to do something with your hair?" Reya asks, playing with my braided hair. My hair was braided the same way Reya's was except mine wasn't braided to the bottom and was like let loose while Reya's was braided all the way down to the end. She even had a crystal on her forehead dangling from her braids. I smile at my sisters beauty, no wonder Lo'ak is interested. Lo'ak has competition because lots of males in this clan want her, and they will would anything to have her by their side. I know Lo'ak is going to have a tough time fighting for her. 

"No, it's all good." I answer. She nods and goes on to fix her hair.

As for me, I've never met or seen anyone that's had any romantic feelings towards me. I knew I was pretty but my personality probably scared them away. I hoped this time would be different though. For neteya-