The Aftermath

A short 16 years later

*Mirabella*

"Stop!" Lukas laughs, as I throw mini marshmallow at his face.

"Hey it's my sweet 16, I can do whatever I want." I push up my nose, throwing another handful at his face.

"Hey birthday girl," my dad walks in to the room, wrapping his arm over my shoulder. "Now I know it your birthday, but you made this mess. So that means Luke has to pick it up." He says before walking away.

"Hey!!" Luke yells back, picking a pile of marshmallows up, throwing them at my face.

"That was vicious." I look at him seriously, "now clean up this mess."

"Your so lucky it's your birthday," he rolls his eyes at me.

After Luke cleans up the mess of marshmallows (while I throw a few more at him) we decide to go to Luke's house and hang out there.

When we walk into Luke's house Amanda, Luke's mom, comes running to me, giving me a huge hug.

"Happy 16th birthday Bella!!" she squeezes me tight. Only adults call me Bella, kids my ages call me Mir or Mirabella. Except for Luke, he calls me a mixture of things; including idiot.

"Thanks you!" I laugh as Luke rolls his eyes.

"Yeah mom nice to see you too, yeah my day was good, I hung out with Mir. We had fun, she threw marshmallows then Ethan made me pick it up." Luke starts to ramble as Amanda and I talk.

"Oh Lukas, do you need a hug from mommy?" Amanda ask, sticking out her bottom lip.

"No." Luke responds, but Amanda already had him in her arms. She swayed back and forth, while I couldn't help but to crack up laughing.

"Hey dummy, stop laughing." Luke looks at me.

"Don't call my favorite 16 year old a dummy!" Amanda lets go, walking to me.

"Hey, I'm 16 too mom." Luke rolls his eyes.

"I know." She responds.

"That's just cruel." Luke rolls his eyes, pretending to wipe a tear.

We decide to go up to Luke's room and play some video games. I'm really bad, but Luke likes it so I play.

It makes me smile as I watch him cuss under his breath at the game, clicking the buttons quickly.

He hands me the remote once he dies, but I die in the first 30 seconds. Luke tells me I can play again (as he does every time due to me dying too quickly). This time I get a bit further, but still die quickly. Luke laughs at me, his smile spreading across his face. I laugh too, handing him the remote, then laying my head on his lap.

After about and hour later of us playing back and fourth I sit up quickly, nearly bumping out heads together, I ask Luke if we could play Mario instead of whatever game we were playing now. (We killed people and ran from police).

Luke agreed, and changed the disk to Mario. I hop up all excited to win (though you don't exactly win in the game, I still win).  I always call being Luigi, because I think his outfit is cuter.

We end up playing for a few hours, until Amanda calls us down, saying it was time for my birthday dinner.

We drive back to my house, which isn't too far away, only about ten or fifteen minuets. But since our town is so small we're on complete opposite sides of the city.

I walk in, calling out my parents name, while inhaling the scent of pizza. "Pizza!" I yell out, running to the kitchen, grabbing Luke's hand causing him to fly forward with me. I have a passionate love for pizza; I grew up with it being a constant in my life, while my parents and their friends only eat pizza and choose to never cook for everyone.