It just had to be a love story.

Chapter 2

Author's Note : I listened to Banks - Warm Water while writing this chapter. So I think it suits the situation perfectly.

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"No, no, no!" I cried out at the top of my lungs."Danielle!" I yelled.

This was a nightmare, which literally brought tears to my eyes. I didn't know how to feel and all I had was a flood of emotions weighing me down, tears on the brink of falling. I held them back though.

"Danielle!" I shouted again.

Rhiyan my little sister came running into my room, our mother's hand in hers. Rhiyan stopped in the middle of the room, staring at me expectantly.

"What is wrong?" My mother asked "And why aren't you dressed En?"

I swung the door to my closet open, revealing a dark navy blue cotton T-shirt. Something I hadn't known existed in my wardrobe.

"That's what's wrong Danielle, do you see this?" I yelled. Her eyes moved to the closet and realization struck her.

"Oh dear." Danielle sighed, putting a hand on Rhiyan's shoulder.

"What am I going to do?" I asked her, while complimenting it with a glare. How does a so called mother forget to do laundry?

"What's up?" My twin brother, Brogan, casually asked, walking into my room which was suddenly an all access club for all. He stood half way, noticing the towel wrapped around my practically naked body. Brogan bursted out into a fit of laughter as his eyes went to the empty closet, to me, back to the closet and to me again.

"Oh honey I don't know what to say." Danielle grimaced.

"You're screwed that's what." Brogan added, a smug grin on his face. I wished more than anything to just wipe it off.

"Who's screwed?" Meghan asked, joining the party that had formed in my bedroom. "And why on earth aren't you dressed yet?"

"Alright everybody get out!" I said pushing my mom, Brogan and Meghan out.

"Honey I'm so-" My mother turned around to say but I shut the door in her face before she could finish.

I turned around to see Rhiyan still standing there. Staring at me with her big eyes. I sighed and sat on my bed. Burying my face in my hands.

It was a moment later that I felt small hands touching mine and removing them from my face. I looked at Rhiyan, who was still staring but this time with a different expression. One of pity. She put the dark navy blue T-shirt in my hands and signed for me to put it on.

I shook my head. "I can't Rhi, its not me."

She made a face and signed that I should try it.
"No Rhi."

"Please." Rhiyan begged, it was always a shock to hear Rhiyan's voice, since she chose not to talk most of the time. Instead she chose to sign her words.

Her little hands cupped my cheeks and she bored her eyes into mine, I nodded simply and she beamed. Stepping back.

"What will I wear down here?" I wiggled my legs at her, and she frowned, thoughtfully. Rhiyan signed for me to wait, turned and skipped out of my room.