The new 12-year-old girl

Jasmine

He sat down on the new bed, crying in despair.
Vicky: You'll soon get used to it dear!
Jim: Please don't...
Vicky: Even our parents agree. - smiled.
Jim: Mom and dad didn't understand what happened.
He felt the slap.
Vicky: From now it's Mommy and Daddy for you, you have to talk like the 12-year-old girl you are.
Jim: I... Why do you do that?
Vicky: I always wanted a little sister to treat like a doll. There was the opportunity and so we took advantage of it.
Jim: I don't want to...
Jim: Here came the slap again.
Vicky: You are too young to know what you want. From today you will be my obedient little sister Jasmine. Understand?
He nodded, pulling up with his nose.
The next morning he was awakened by his sister who got him ready by helping him with his makeup. Yet another red skirt and a T-shirt.
Vicky: You love to dress like this, we decided you will always wear skirts, they look too good on you.
They went to the park.
Maddy: How cute!
Lily: Your sister is such a little doll.
Vicky: I'm learning her makeup, how do you respond to compliments Jasmine?
Jim: Tha-thank you.
Then he was left with Holly and Tess. He spent the morning chatting with the two friends until Michele came by again to get the house keys from her sister. He stayed only a few minutes.
Holly: Miss, am I mistaken or is this already the second time you have blushed since yesterday?
Jim: Me, no.
Tess: I think Jasmine likes Michele!
She turned red.
"A boy? Absolutely not!"
Jim: You're misunderstanding!
Holly: Maybe you could dress up as Belle at carnival and my brother as a prince?
Tess: But the human version so you'll have less trouble accepting kisses from him.

Continued...