Chapter Twenty Five: The Brother
Aesha’s POV
“Elsha! Wake up!” a loud voice echoed throughout my hotel room. I groaned and rolled over, facing the wall.
James came to my bed, shaking me to wake up, “Wake up!”
I groaned again, “What is it, James?”
He jumped up and down, clapping his hands like a child on Christmas morning. Gawd, could he be more annoying?!
I glanced at the clock beside my bed and realized it’s already quarter past ten. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, “It’s my birthday!” he exclaimed.
Oh, right.
Oh, damn.
Oh, freaking damn.
I don’t have a freaking gift!!!!! What the hell am I supposed to give him?!
“Happy birthday, Jamie.” I greeted.
“So where’s my gift?!” he asked enthusiastically.
I cursed in my mind. I forgot my own brother’s birthday!
“Not yet, Jamie.” I answered, annoyed.
“So,” he said, “Mom sad we’re going out for dinner tonight. A French dinner. And after that, I’m getting my gifts for my birthday from all of my relatives!”
I chuckled, “Okay, just let me take a shower and we can go explore more of Paris.”
He nodded and went out of my room.
I sighed and swung my legs at the edge of the bed. Sometimes I’m so stupid I forget things. One of them is my own brother’s birthday.
As I stood up and went showering, I thought about the possible gifts I can give to him.
Some kind of non-melting snowflake or ice figurine? A winter wonderland session, maybe? Or anything that involves my powers?
I decided to just think of something later. I’m sure something will pop up in my mind soon.
I put on a plain white t-shirt with an apricot colored top along with jeans and sneakers. I went out of the hotel room to go look for James. I found Mom not long after, in the restaurant area, where there was a buffet.
“Good morning, Aesha. You can choose any breakfast you want,” she greeted me with a smile. But I didn’t walk away yet.
“Hey, Mom,” I said. “Yes, Icy?” she asked, taking a sip of her cappuccino.
“What are you getting for James’ birthday?”
A smirk played on her lips, “You forgot to buy him a gift, did you?”
I nodded sheepishly. She sighed and shook her head, “I’m getting him that new Iphone he wished for.”
I gulped. I could either give him something ice and snow-related or something really expensive.
“I guess I need to squeeze ideas out of my brain,” I said. Mom chuckled, “Just go eat your breakfast, dear.”
I rushed towards the buffet. Fortunately, there was my favorite breakfast: not-so-hot flapjacks with maple and chocolate syrup drizzled on it along with ice cold coco. I went towards James, who was sitting in a nearby table, pigging out on his eggs and bacon.
“Hey, birthday boy,” I said, taking a seat. He flashed me a cocky grin and finished off his breakfast.
“So what do you want to do today?” James asked whilst I ate on my pancakes.
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Ice and Snow
Teen FictionAesha Camarell, typical school girl with two best buddies. Cole Rogenson, school heart throb andone of the most popular guys. Aesha Camarell, has two younger twin siblings. Cole Rogenson has one annoying big sister. Aesha likes winter. Cole likes s...