Seeing Green

three | eerht

Telsa and Maira are beginning to scare me. Maria predicted that my unfortunate crush was named Trent and Telsa knows what happened yesterday with the burning of my house. Maybe Maira just found a way to tell her without actually seeing her. Maybe.

"Telsa, is it 12:32 yet?" I asked my sister from across the room.

"Why do you want to know? No, it's 10:36."

"Wait, so it is or you're just being sarcastic?"

"Not 12:32 yet. Don't be the annoying twin."

"How ironic."

"Hey!" She yelped after realizing what I had said while I laughed.

"So what should we do about he who shall go shirtless- I mean nameless!" Its Telsa's turn to laugh as I run to the bathroom and stuff my mouth with a bar of soap.

"I didn't know you already did the frickle frackle with him!" Telsa snickered, leaving me livid and her on the floor like a bug trying to sit on its hind legs.

"Shut up, this is why I can't talk in public!" I whisper.

"You.... should.... take.... a.... test.... omg...." she wheezes on the ground.

"I'm still mad about the burning of my house. In absolutely no way would I tap that unless it was with a recently used frying pan."

"We should build another one higher aboveground so he can't bother it." It sounds like a good idea, but I'm not sure what Am would say.

"We have to sneak out at night," I bite my lip.

"Deal."

"But first, after we get dinner, let's make sure there's somewhere to build it."

"Sounds good."

"Oh, and what shall we do about Trent, seriously?" I whine.

"Sit down, Mama's gonna give you some advice. So you hate him but love him right?"

"Like."

"Right. Well look for clues to see if he likes you or at least stops being such an atup, as Senor Agnela would say," Telsa referenced our old Spanish teacher, sitting up and pulling on socks, throwing a pair to me.

"Okay, thanks for the advice sis."

"Another time, another time." Once we have on tennis shoes, Telsa and I head into the forest, picking up stray branches that could be used to create 'stupid shack' 2.0.

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"So what does he look like?" Telsa asks.

"Hot," I reply, letting out a sarcastic laugh.

"You really are at it with him. 'Is she obsessed or fumed? Find out next episode on Love or Hate, Weeknights at 12 midnight!'" Telsa imitates an announcer.

"Sorry, I can't watch that episode-" I start, but stop upon hearing the sound of feet shuffling.

"You heard that?" Tulsa whisper-asks.

"You should become a detective. Of course I heard it, that's why I stopped talking at normal volume," I whisper back.

"Okay then, don't have to get all bossy on me, save that energy for later,when you finally bang Tr-"

"What are you doing here again? And who is that?" Yours truly asks me, positioning to Telsa.

"I'm your future sister-in-law Telsa," she introduces herself.