How it all started: The Dare Friends

Anna And The Flight Delays.

Panya's POV Chapter 3

I got woken up by my alarm clock which I totally despised. I have been dreading this morning, the day I have to leave the only two people I've ever known. My sister was already awake and was still wearing her purple two-piece pajamas. Her dirty blonde hair was in a high ponytail that I know she can't-do unless mom helps her. But she still liked her hair long anyways. "Mom said you should wake up", she said a few seconds after she got in my room. I could see the tears in her eyes. But I knew she wasn't going to cry, she was a strong girl.

She quickly left my room, and I knew that she was going to avoid me. It was at that exact moment when I realized that I was going to miss everything. My plain bedroom that had a white wall, but would always my baby sisters handprints right above my bed, from when she was a child. My heart almost broke when I looked at the door because that's where the dents which contained every bit of memory were. Like the time I used my worn out skateboard in the house even though my mom told me that I shouldn't, and the time I thought I was destined to be a ballerina so I danced and danced while picking up speed until I bumped my head into the door. It was pretty painful at the time, but now that I think about it, I just want to laugh. I was...or maybe still am a foolish person.

I got out of bed, and immediately regretted it. It was so cold, I felt like crawling into the warm looking bed, but I had to go and see what my mother wanted. I began looking for my black and white panda Uggs which always kept me warm when I realized that Natalie was wearing them. To say I was angry would be an understatement, I felt like an angry bull and at the moment the moment my sister was the target who wore a red dress. I just decided to wear my white torn-out sneakers, and I ran downstairs raging up a storm (I knew I was going to regret it though because...well you know fitness never loved us). I know I'm being over-dramatic but the two thoughts that were going through my head were 'Why would she do this?' and 'I've been betrayed by my own sister'. I guess I watch too much K-drama.

I saw Natalie sitting on the black love-seat watching her favorite cartoons which were Teen Titans, she was so engrossed in them, while from behind I slowly stalked towards her, eyeing my precious panda uggs which kept her warm, while I was freezing. My hands were now going towards her neck, when my darling mother came out from the kitchen wearing her red gown which came up to her knees and her red slippers, told me to stop playing games, and go shower. I had 25 minutes before the transport arrived, but I wouldn't leave until got uggs, so I quickly pull Natalie's pony and grab my shoes, while she still curses and I dash for the bathroom. That's when I stopped and realized that this was probably going to be the last time I fought with my sister. I don't know why I did it, but I smiled, and as I looked back I saw that my sister was smiling as well, and deep down in my heart, I knew that we had an agreement. None of this...the arguments, the struggles, the joys, the exciting moments we shared as siblings...would go to waste. 

I entered the bathroom, looking at the blue and white interior. I eyed the floor, it was a blue and white Moroccan pattern. And I walked towards the lighter blue colored basin, and I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Looking up at the cracked mirror I wondered whether or not I was making the right decision about going. I knew that I was ready to explore the world and different cultures and discover who I truly was but I never thought that I'd be doing that at the of age 16. I was scared that if I were to move too quickly, I'd get cracked just like the mirror. I was torn in between choosing home or school, comfortability or self-discovery. I decided to quit whining and I slowly made my way to the shower. The shower was my favorite place in the whole house after my room of course, since it was the one place where I could be alone, and have privacy and sing all the songs that I knew, and loved.