Sister Rivalry

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Second day of Winter Break

"Could you like not do that?" Aspen asks Paige with clear judgement. Paige is singing obnoxiously with the Spongebob theme song but pauses to retort.
"I'm sorry. Is it annoying you, princess?" Paige replies in a condescending tone and a playful smile.
"Yeah it is." Aspen says with a squint of her eyes. We all know Aspen can not stand SpongeBob. I am 99% sure Paige is just watching it just to annoy Aspen. Five minutes into the show and Paige is not even looking at the t.v. but at her phone. Aspen grabs the remote and changes the channel.
"Hey! I was watching that!" Paige exclaims looking up from her phone.
"You were on your phone!" Aspen responds angrily.
"So?! I can multitask!"
"Well, now you can multitask with Pretty Little Liars." Aspen says so child like that I was expecting her to stick out her tongue.
"Whatever." Paige mumbles, returning back to her phone. A minute later Paige stretches out on the couch so her feet are beside Aspen. A move that is extremely subtle but definitely an antagonistic tactic.   I can see the annoyance on Aspen's face. She takes a deep breath but it doesn't seem to help.
"Can you move your feet?" Aspen finally asks after minutes of what looks like deep concentration over the importance of the situation.
"Awe, is her royal highness getting upset?" Paige teases and inches her feet closer to Aspen.
"Oh my god! Will you ever grow up?!" Aspen exclaims as she jumps up and storms off to her old room. Paige just laughs and takes up the whole couch and flips the channel back to SpongeBob.

Aspen is the eldest of all my sisters. She is twenty four. She has straight brown hair and brown eyes. She is on the taller side at about 5'10. Aspen takes after our dad the most. She is perfect and everything has to meet her standards. She lives in a little town in Arkansas and arrived here yesterday.

Paige was the first one to arrive but she also lives in the same state so she didn't have as far to travel. Paige is currently a freshman at a little college that I can never remember the name of. She is the most like me. We both are more carefree and look almost identical. We both have our mom's blonde curls, short stature and her personality. We also have a combination of our parents eyes, meaning hazel. Plus we both are really athletic. I love softball but Paige was cheer captain back when she went to Quarter High.

Unfortunately when she left she gave her position to Nancy. Paige was really hard on Nancy and at times unfair but I think she was just trying to make Nancy ready to deal with competition. Paige lead them all the way to Nationals, which they lost to Texas's team. It was the furthest anyone has gotten at Quarter high, ever. Paige got a scholarship for cheerleading but I don't think she cared all that much. Aspen on the other hand cared about everything. She was determined to go to Harvard but she wasn't accepted, despite all of her efforts. She had a 4.o GPA, was class president every year and was amazing at Volleyball. She got an awesome scholarship in Arkansas though.

"What did you do to Aspen?" Spencer says coming around the corner with a yawn. She came in early this morning. Where Aspen came only a couple of hours ago.

"Nothing, she is just being a drama queen." Paige says with a shrug.
"Oh. Okay." Spencer says sitting down on the couch pushing Paige's feet over a little. Spencer is twenty two years old and is the most chill member of our family. She has long, straight, blonde hair. She has blue eyes and is the same hight as Aspen. She is beautiful and intelligent but she is not an extrovert like the rest of us so she gets looked over most of the time. Spencer seems to be perfectly fine with the way things are. She lives in Arizona and is going to school to be an accountant.

Aspen walks back into the room and tells Spencer to move over. Spencer does making Paige have to sit up. I am so glad I was smart enough to choose the chair. I can literally see the tension raising. If a stranger were looking in on this they would see three girls sitting on a couch, blankly staring at a television but my trained eye sees a volcano about to erupt.

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