The Red String Between Us (On Hold for Rewriting)

Chapter 1: Ferris Wheel 1

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(3 years later)

I examined my reflection as i look through the mirror, wearing a high waist jeans and a pink crop top. My blonde hair in a bun and my feet wearing a converse shoes. Looking simple but cute. Satisfied by what im seeing, i smiled and went to grab my sling bag thats placed on my bed.

I heard my bedroom door creek, which tells me there's someone here. I turn around to see my sister by the door, peeking with her head tilt to the side, curious mien visible on her face.

"Where are you going?",she said, interogatively. She's wearing a skyblue pajama with small clouds printed on it, which suggest that she's about to go to sleep.

"Im going to the carnival with Joana, she wanna have fun before school starts, which happens to be tommorow", i said carefully to her before shuffling through my sling bag, looking for my phone.

"Really? I wanna go!", she cheerfuly exclaimed, jumping with enthusiasm.

I furrowed my brows together and shook my head in dissent, looking down to my bag, still busy finding my phone inside.
"I dont want to babysit you, i want to have fun so you stay", i demanded to her, and smiled in triumph when I finally found what im looking for.

I opened my phone checking the time. Its eight thirty,  unlocking it and tapped on the messaging app, typing a text to Joana asking if I should pick her up at her house tonight. Before lifting my head to my frowning sister.

"Your no fun", she huffed before leaving, slamming the door shut. I just chuckled at her behavior. She's such a brat sometimes, but i love her.

We may not get along well most of the time, sometimes throw sticks and stones at each other like lunatics, argue about some little things, prank and humiliate each other, but it still wont change the fact that she's my sister. She's my best friend among all.

I motioned my way to the door locking the door knob as I close to secure my room from the house looter a.k.a my sister. She just couldnt keep her hands to herself sometimes, some of my stuff would just vanish and there's no other place to find it than to her room. I dont even know if I should still call it a room cause believe me it looks more like a trash dump.

Her clothes are all unsorted, some are hanged everywhere, from her lantern, chair, window, some are scattered on the floor. Her bedroom is a mess, trust me.

My brother's room is way more cleaner. You wont see any trace of disarranged and uncleaned necessities. His very hygienic, he likes his room neat, uncluttered and sanitized. His such a girl sometimes.

I went downstairs to the living room where i had a glimpse of my brother sitting on the sofa, feet resting on the coffee table and his eyes focused to the tv. I walk up to him sneekily and poked the back of his head, which startled him and turned his head to me, giving me an annoyed look.

"What now?", he said with an irritable tone before returning his gaze to the TV.

"I wanna borrow your car, im going to the carnaval tonight with Joana"

He sighed, sounding peevish, "The key's stuck in the car, take care of it and you too, dont do something crazy, come home at 10:30 sharp or your dead", he said in a brisk way that I hardly catch every word, but admonishment clear on his quick response.