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"Hey losers," calls a voice from behind.

I don't bother to turn my head to face my brother Jackson as he enters the kitchen without a doubt to make himself something to eat.

"Hey!" Georgia yells as she sees him grab for a piece of choclate, failing in her attmept to snatch it away from him. "Eating chocolate won't help your footy season Jackson," she says, eyeing him off as he continues his venture into preparing food.

He pulls out a loaf bread from the pantry before turning to Georgia, "One piece can't hurt honey," winking as he pops the piece in his mouth.

Georgia fake smiles in retaliation, watching him continue to pull out an array of ingredients for his sandwhich. The relationship between them was uncanny, and I wouldn't have been suprised if one day the two got together. Though in the meantime, Georgia was obsessed with Mark and Jackson was the Jackson who had always seemed mildly in love with his girlfriend.

"Where's mum?" I ask, the curiosity of her absence deriving from the fact that she was normally home before us. She was a teacher at the primary school, and school for them always ended a half hour early than the secondary school did.

"Meeting for the first day back or something, except I thought they had one yesterday," he says, still filling his sandwich with god knows that.

"Mm, I thought so too," I mumur. My eyes wander to the window that show the red roses mum had planted there 3 years ago, in memory of our unborn sister.

Shaking the thought from my head I turned to face Georgia again, "Let's do something, I am B-O-R-E-D"

Jackson snickers, reaching over to grab one of the plates we had already eaten off, "we all are loser you don't need to spell it out."

"Okay then why don't we do something?" I suggest, looking my blank phone which had been cleared of all it's notifications.

"With you two?" He says, raising an eyebrow. "No way I'd rather stay home and be bored."

"Hey!" Georgia exclaimed, pretending to threaten him with a punch on the arm, she smirked at him and returned back to her text messages from Mark.

"I'm just kidding! Get changed and we'll go for a maccas run," he says, cutting his sandwich in halved and then quarters diagonally, "my shout for the two losers," he finishes, winking in Georgias direction.

"Oi!" He protests as Georgia reaches over fruitfully to grab one of his sandwich squares.

Georgia gives him a quick smirk and pokes his tongue out before getting up to make her way upstairs to my room.

I take my time before getting up finally, texting mum to let her know that the three of us would be home just before dinner.

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"So Mark wanted to know if I wanted to go over to his tomorrow after noon to study,"

I look over to my best friend whom stood graciously as she unbuttoned her school top whilst poised in front of the stand up mirror.

"Are you serious, 'study', I reply, accentuating my cynicism with air quotes.

I start to undress, starting with my skirt and quickly chucking on a pair of shorts. I went to go pick out my NASA logo shirt only to see that Georgia had gotten to it before I had the chance.

Unravelling her hair from its two braids, Georgia turns to face me, "oh c'mon Rach, don't be so negative, " she inclines.

"Yeah well who 'studies' on the second day of school?" I decide on my vintage Star Wars top that my father had said was a gift from a family friend years ago. It had had been way too big and was only recently in the last year that I had grown to a decent enough size to which the top didn't look as if I wasn't wearing any pants. "I'll tell you who does, guys who want sex."

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