2: Letty & Luey

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"BLUE!!!", I yelled through the hallway, "BLUE, STOP IT! I HATE IT!"

He had brought his sister's monstrous doll and as he entered our house, started to chase me around the house. He sang, "Come here! We need to get started with Emily. Violet! Actually..."

I ran and ran until I felt no sign of him running. I looked around and saw him deep in thought.

"I'm calling you Letty," then he laughed.

I stared at him in disbelief. "Unbelievable! I sound like spaghetti." Then I thought with a smirk plastered on my face. "Well, Blue, I'm calling you Luey. Loo-wee."

He raised his brows, snorting. "I'm going to your room," dashing up the stairs with his doll.

It took me a few seconds to realize, "Wha-wait! No!" Going up, I headed for my room. But I saw nothing that looked like a Luey.

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed my shoulders then shoved me inside my room. "Ow! That hurt!"

"I'm sorry, Letty," I heard chuckles from the other side of the door.

Luey had moved a table against the door so I couldn't come out. Why'd he even do this?"

"ZACHARY!! I HATE YOU!" I banged on the door. Boom, boom, boom.

Then it hit me.

No. Please.

I didn't notice it before there. But as I slowly turned around, there it was. Its green eyes staring the heck off of my soul.

Blue

"Sob... sob... AAAAARGH!", woah, I thought. She must be pretty scared. I covered my ears and went down the stairs. Her parents were taking Cap to the vet for the whole day so I wasn't scared of getting in trouble with her parents.

I laughed to myself thinking of how scared she was of Emily.

There was something with Letty's eyes. Emerald green. Just like the doll's.

So pretty.

~ • ~

4:45 P.M. I was woken by the unusual sound of silence. Thought I feel bad about locking the house's owner and falling asleep on their couch.

But, hey, it was quiet.

I went up the stairs and slid back the table, hoping for any accomplishments.

"Letty?"

The door swung open. "I HATE YOU! LEAVING ME ALONE, INSIDE MY ROOM, WITH A FREAKING DOLL FOR THREE HOURS!", she roared as mad as she could get.

Violet

I was scared, terrified. And I don't want to be his friend anymore.

"Heeey. What's with Emily in your hands?", he teased.

My cheeks grew pink, my once-before wild savage face turned into an embarrassed chicken. "I- I uh-"

It started out like this:

"Aaaargh!" Shout here, shout there, shout everywhere. Its eyes were still staring at me.

I cried again, but I knew it was hopeless. I faced my back on the doll and swore to myself I'd beat Luey up when I got out.

I got bored and all, that I almost forgot a doll was there. I stood up and turned towards its direction. Weird it was, but it appeared calm and peaceful.

Suprisingly, it didn't scare me anymore.

After a while, I got up and started brushing its hair.

Weird. Very weird.

"Weird," he murmured, "at least, Mission Complete!"

My stomach slightly rumbled, quiet enough for him not to hear it, "Do you wanna go eat something? This doesn't mean I don't hate you anymore."

He smiled then said, "Nah, it's okay. It's almost 5 o'clock anyway. I'll go home. Bye, Letty."

He turned around and waved at me.

"Wait!"

He looked back at me.

"Can you go back here tomorrow and bring Emily?", his face relaxed and laughed.

"You can go to our house tomorrow, if you like."

"Sure!"

~ • ~

Days passed, we'd go to each other's houses, took Emily with us and I even met her little sister, Zaya, a small, blonde girl with a petite and fragile smile.

Before we knew it, years had passed. Seven years, specifically.

We had grown from petty little kids to indecisive teenagers. And, oh, how puberty hit Zach! He's just- damn, I don't know, bodacious and very flamboyant.

It takes my breath away everytime.

~•~

A/N:

Yeah, I know. The sudden jolt in time was very surprising and unexpected. It's really nothing to explain. They just did the same things everyday for eight years. So...

I'm sorry lol hope you liked it!

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