Blue Street, City C.
This part of the City is the residential area of the middle class families who is slightly well-off. There are more than a hundred similar villas here, each with a small courtyard and other basic facilities. This villa area is commonly called Blue Garden, because of the crystal blue pond at the centre of the street.
At the entrance of the street was the bus stop and many bicycles were parked at the side. They belong to the school students who are the residents of Blue Garden. At sharp 5 O'clock a bus stopped, and students with different uniforms and few people who get off from work exited from the bus. They either walked together to their home or took their bicycles. Almost all of them were in group and their chats was still on going.
Among them a sixteen years old girl in a white top and gray coat and pants uniform walked towards the corner of the parking. Her hair was tied into a ponytail and her black school bag is on her back. Her face was tired, and her eyes were extremely sleepy.
Deepa put her bag in the basket infront of her bicycle and picked up the water bottle from her bag. She unscrewed the bottle and drank water in big gulps. Putting the bottle back and wiping her face with wet wipes, Deepa was finally feeling a little refreshed.
"Nothing is more irritating than squeezing up in public transport!" She mumbled and get on the bicycle. Her hands gripped on the handle and legs pressed on the pedal, she rode straight inside the Blue Garden.
The cool evening breeze fell on her face as she pedaled forward. It was very soothing, and the coolness spread into her body, making her eyes more lively. It was one of the moments she enjoys the most.
Five minutes later, Deepa entered inside Villa No. 15 which was on the inner most of the street and closer to the Blue Pond. The gate was opened and she closed it after entering inside.
**Knock...knock**
Deepa knocked on the door. She don't have the habit of ringing the calling bell outside. The people inside instantly knew that she was home and the door was opened.
Fourteen years old Diya looked at her eldest sister and smiled slyly. Deepa rolled her eyes at her and pick out a handful of candies from her pockets and gave it to her. 'This brat only care about her candies!' She thought and walked towards her room. On the way, she saw a eight years old creature in the living room, lying on the sofa with her legs in two poles, and eyes fixed on TV and one hand picking up popcorn to her mouth. She was too immersed in TV and didn't even know how much is she stuffing into her mouth.
"Daisy, don't eat while lying! Beware of choking yourself!" Deepa said and closed the door after entering her room.
Daisy sat straight and continued to eat.
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Deepa quickly took a shower and changed into comfortable clothes. Then, she went out with her changed clothes to the laundry room. Diya and Daisy's uniforms were also there. She filled the washing machine with water and added detergent powder and threw their clothes inside and turned on the mechine. The sound mechine aroused and Deepa left to the living room. Daisy will dry the clothes and Diya will put them out to dry. She don't have to worry about that.
In the living room, Daisy and Diya was watching cartoons. Diya has already made tea and it was put on the table. Deepa sat cross legged beside her sisters and sipped her tea. She picked up the mobile phone on the tabled and sent message to her parents to let them know that they are home.
"Chechi*, how was your school?" Daisy asked.
"Not bad. My classes officially begin today." Deepa replied. "How about you both?"
"Nothing special. Just the same as always. Same classmates, same teachers, nothing new." Daisy pouted her lips.
"What about you, Diya? Do you liked the new school?" Deepa asked.
"I loved it! It's much better than Daisy's school! New classmates, teachers, new subjects, too much fun!" Diya said with a wide smile.
"Hey, what's wrong with my school! You also studied seven years there!!" Daisy looked at Diya a little aggrieved.
Deepa rubbled her forehead in headache. As always, the two brats are fighting after one or two words, and her patience flew away in air.
"SHUT UP!!" Deepa shouted. Daisy and Diya immediately became obedient. They knew Deepa never had a good temper.
Deepa picked up the glasses on the table, and went to the kitchen. What she noticed first was the unwashed dishes in the sink. She stared at them indifferently and washed the glasses and placed them in their place.
Walking past by the living room, she said coldly, "Wash the dishes you used. Don't make me repeat my words."
*Chechi - elder sister
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Author: Hellooooo. Is there anyone here? Are you liking the story? These chapters are to describe the relationship between the FL and her family. And these will end soon and we will focus on our main leads💗
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