My Sisters, music, and Me

Chapter 1: Introduction

*Nathan*

"I'm not going to post it," an exclaimation rang out.

"Yes you are," an equally loud voice yelled, "You're a great singer, what do you have to worry about?"

What my (very) loving sister didn't understand is that I was not ready to show my face to the world, even if i was a 'great singer'.

My name is Nathan Truby.

And I don't want to show my face to the world (i mean, not at the moment).

Now, it has come to my understanding that people are asking for an introduction by now, so here goes nothing. I'm about 17-years-old, 5'4, with short, curly, brown hair. My eyes are a striking blue color and I am a nice person if i like you or if i don't know you well. At that time, i was wearing jeans, a Kingdom Hearts shirt, a gray jacket, and no shoes. You see, I was getting ready to leave the house when my sister dropped that little bombshell (btw, the way my voice sounds varies a lot, from high-pitched to low-pitched in an instant, but it usually sounds self-deprivating even though i am a very happy person, most of the time).

My sister, Amelia Finity, is 17-years-old and yet we aren't twins. Wanna know how that works? You see, Amelia is my step-sister. Amelia is also very...uh...very...affectionate. Y-Yeah, affectionate. Don't get me wrong, she's a nice person, she just shows her affection(towards me) in very...eccentric ways. Aaanywho, Amelia has flaming red hair, green eyes, and a crazy look in her eyes alot of the time (but in a cute way, she has a baby face). She was decked out in cute kitty pajamas and cat slippers. She prefers dogs, though (i like foxes. why foxes you ask? they cuddle like kittens and play like puppies. duh.). Anyway, using my superior male intuition, I could tell that she wasn't ready to leave quite yet (on a side note, Amelia has a voice that always sounds happy and upbeat. Unfortunately, it can also become very whiny sounding as well.).

Continuing our conversation from the top, "I'm not exactly Adam Levine or Hatsune Miku, ok?", I (almost shouted) unhappily.

"But you looked great in that video," She exclaimed (and a bit impatiently at that...).

"I don't care! That was supposed to be a one time deal!", That time I straight up yelled at her. Amelia looked hurt and flinched when i yelled at her. She didn't say anything and instead moved for her laptop with an extremely guilty look on her face. She pulled up a video on the laptop. It showed a boy singing his version of "Wrong Side of Heaven" by Five Finger Death Punch. He looked and sounded great. "That's you, Nii-san," (that was my sister's pet name for me. it roughly means "older brother" in Japanese)"That's you singing. I didn't edit the video or anything and within the first hour, you got 100,000 likes on it." She spoke softly and delibrately, looking very guilty while saying this.

"That's me"

"Yes, Nii-san..."

"I-I look good...," I whispered in awe.

"I know, right?" She whispered excitedly. She looked less guilty and more proud, now, "You looked so happy during the video, your smile lit up the room so much that I hit the upload button."

"I see..." I was still looking at the video in awe of how amazing it all looked.

The hope of redemption drained from her face as I made that last comment. I decided to continue on with, "But, you need to remember that I didn't give you permission to post that video. I'll forgive you just this once, but I don't want you to this again." I smiled and said, "Not without my permission."

Her eyes lit up when I finished my thought, "Yes, Nii-san! Thank you, Nii-san!!"

"Yeah, yeah," she then proceded to pull me into a bear hug, which wasn't a problem; what she did afterwards, though, was. Inspired by her kitty pj's, Amelia began to nuzzle me. "Niii-saaan," she moaned, "Niiiiiii-saaaaan!" 

"Don't make me get the spray bottle!" I threatened darkly. She stopped only to ask me one question that should never come out of any sister's mouth, "So you're going to make me wet, Nii-san?"

"Nathan, keep your sausage out our step sister," said a new, older voice.

"Yeah, what she said!" followed a significantly younger voice.

Those two voices belonged to my 19-year-old biological sister, Evangeline, and my (adorable) 9-year-old adopted sister, Rio.

Evangeline Truby is about 6'4"(a foot taller than me) and had extremely long, jet black hair. Her hair is so long, you could braid it and it would still reach down to her butt. Her eyes were slate gray (because that's how genetics work). As of the last couple of years, she has adopted an emo-like tone to her clothing. On this day, Eve has decided on wearing a stylishly torn up cocktail dress with fishnet stockings. She also had some stylish sunglasses and black flats (a bit more subdued than usual). She had minimal make-up and a small silver ring. She looked like she was ready for a dance with a devil. Her voice is almost always monotone, except for when she is talking about something that excites her.

Rio Dynas-Truby is about 4'2" and currently has really short and silvery colored hair. Her eyes are somehow yellow(genetics, i love you) and she looks like she belongs in Kingdom Hearts or maybe even a Final Fantasy game. Anyway, I love my little sister, but her sense of fashion is pretty; pretty odd. she likes to wear at least two belts at all times and always finds a way to put zippers on her shoes. she also tends to put cat ears on her hoodies (they look so real!). Rio is resourceful and adorable. She, like Amelia, always sound happy, but unlike Amelia, she starts to  sound older and sad if she gets reminded of her past. before she was adopted, Rio was stuck in... very unfortunate circumstances.

anywho, in response to my sister's crazy accusation, "I would never do something like that!" it didn't help my case that Amelia started to nuzzle me again.

"True, true. besides, you said that if anything like that were to happen between you and your sisters, it would be with me," Eve's monotone voice had a hint of excitement. That stopped Amelia from nuzzling me (about time...).

"Why her," Amelia whined. I shot back with,"because Eve is directly related to me! It would be more business than pleasure!"