Petals on The Moon || Reyna Ramirez-Arellano x Fem!OC

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I love my sisters but I really wish I hadnt been kidnapped years ago, bc then I wouldnt have been held back, which means I wouldve met someone eligible, and then just gotten hitched as soon as I heard abt the pregnancy and run off to bahrain or something.

those babies are LOUD. already, Im losing my mind, and I know it isnt just me, because Suki went out and actually bought herself some special headphones just to not hear it. Ive been spending overtime either with her in the basement, or anywhere else but my house. yk its bad when even suki has to leave the house, and she hates leaving the house most days.

"I'm losing my fucking mind," I said at dinner, after describing a night of projectile vomiting, shitty diapers, and nonstop screaming.

"Just move to the barracks full-time," Jason said. "Summer session's over, but everybody else does it."

"But..." Suki hesitated. "But, Lisa would be really upset."

"It's not even that," I scoffed. "All my stuff is at home! How am I supposed to play 3DS Animal Crossing with fifty other kids in the barracks?"

"Well, ten kids," Reyna said, "since it's not summer anymore. Of course, a smart guy would know that." I glared at her. She pointed at a tree. "See the brown leaves?"

"Don't be a smartass, Reyna," I insisted. She grinned and slurped more of her milkshake. "Also, now that you kids are in high school..." I dug in my pocket, uncrumpled a piece of paper, and slid it across to Reyna. "I'm joining the talent show the week before homecoming, and I kind of need you all to vote for me."

Reyna wrinkled her nose. "That's biased."

I raised an eyebrow. "And?" Jason grabbed the paper and quickly read it over. "My mom won't admit it, but she still has her doubts about this, so I need to win, like, everything possible to prove it to her."

"Yeah, by us lying for you," Reyna said. "This is unethical."

"Who cares about ethics? It's a fucking high school talent show, Miss Righteous." She glared at me. "And besides, when we get produced one day, you guys are required to devote ten percent of your pay checks to buying merch and records."

"Ten percent?!" Jason slid all the way into the window and stared at me. "You're crazy, man."

I leaned over him, and he cowered. "Buddy, I am your maker. Without me, you'd never even know where the clit is."

Suki stared at me. "Sebastian, you shouldn't be teaching him that."

"Well, he doesn't have anyone else," I said simply, "and he's fourteen years old. What was I supposed to do; just let him flounder out there?" I pulled Jason close to me and wrapped an arm around him. "We're best buds!" I squeezed his arms. "Yo. Your biceps are getting impressive, dude."

He grinned. "Thanks!" I let him go. "And, I grew a little bit. Doctor thinks I'll hit six foot."

"Just don't be taller than me," I told him, but my eyes were kind of on Suki, since she has also grown quite a bit in just two months. She's breaching the good ol' 5'10 mark- quite large for a girl- which was already making my pathetic 5'8 Queen Ramirez look like a dwarf. I hope we're all way taller than her one day so she shuts her stupid big mouth up.