8 Sisters of KodaCait: The Original

Chapter Four: Bonds in the Fields

Posy was an extremely timid girl. Just recently turned thirteen, her skin colour was the same colour as King Augustine with dirty blonde hair just touching her shoulders with unflattering black glasses hiding her terrified blue eyes. Even though people never directly said it, it was obvious from the way they looked and spoke about her that she was the 'ugly duckling' of the KodaCait royal sisters, constantly overlooked by everyone.

Isa, Odie and Mari had done the most modelling of all the sisters due to their successes in the beauty contest. It was a daily occurrence to have their faces on the front of every magazine in KodaCait. However, Evie and Bea also had their fair share of individual photoshoots, and Stella and Bella had their own well-known show. The only thing that Posy had was when all eight sisters were called to do family photoshoots. And even then, she was always placed in the back corner- out of view from everyone. Some people even forgot she was even part of the Royal family. She was always the last choice. Her 'beauty'- or lack thereof- stood out like a sore thumb. However, there was one person who never let Posy forget for even a second how much she didn't belong here.

"Posy, those glasses can't hide the fact that you're seriously ugly." Mari sneered, watching Posy brush her hair in the bathroom.

Posy, holding back tears, placed her head down, preparing herself for the usual abundance of unwanted criticism. "Mari, please stop. It's not funny."

"No but seriously, aren't princesses supposed to be pretty? Your head is so...long...and your eyes make you look like a frog. And why don't you wear makeup?" Mari continued to jibe.

Posy didn't respond and pretended to ignore her, silently wishing that she'd go away. But instead, Mari proceeded to step towards her, touching and inspecting her hair, asserting her dominance as she knew she was taller and much prettier than Posy.

"And your clothes, oh my goodness. And your hair feels so dry, yuck! You might be a princess or whatever, but nothing can hide the fact that you're still an orphan. Once dirty, always dirty!"

"Once a spoiled brat, always a spoiled brat!" A third voice interjected, angrily pushing Mari away.
That voice belonged to fourteen year old Bea. Her skin was majestically dark, her eyes were almond brown, covered with glasses with a maroon coloured frame. Her black hair was styled in cute afro puffs with pastel pink and blue clips. She'd grown into a calm yet well-spoken teenager, always providing a helping hand and a listening ear to her little sister and best friend, Posy. Ever since their first bond seven years ago, they had become almost inseparable.

Trying not to show the offence on her face, Mari stepped back and let out a small, yet cocky laugh, a delicate hand on her chest, "Look who's talking – the irrelevant sister and her hideous baby sister!"

Posy, visibly hurt, shuffled towards Bea and whispered, "Bea, can we just go?"

Bea refused to back down to such a bully. She stood standing tall with her head up, "Mari, this needs to stop. Posy is our sister, and you're being cruel."

"Aww, you think I was being cruel?" Mari jeered mockingly, "I'm so sorry, that wasn't cruel, but this is!"

Mari smirked and, in a deliberate move, slapped the back of Posy's head, causing her glasses to break. Bea gasped in shock and fury, whilst silent tears rolled down Posy's face.

"And by the way, Beatrix, Posy isn't my sister, and neither are you." Mari scoffed, looking Bea up and down.
"Good, because I'd rather poke my eyes out than be related to a pig like you!" Bea retorted back.
"What did you just call me, do you want to say that again?" Mari snarled, now standing face to face and glaring at Bea, hoping she'd back down like Posy.
"Oh, I'm very sure you heard me, you're a pig!" Bea smirked, cocking her head to one side as if to tease her. She then became serious, shoving Mari away, "and get your hands off me! I'm not going to let you bully my sister that way!"