A Girl I'd Kind Of Be Into. ●Lapidot●

•No Caps on Milk•

Lapis' POV.
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For about the large majority of my morning, it was the screams of my baby sister. You can totally tell being a baby is a, hard, hard life. Such a tough time, you know, being a baby and all. To the point where it's no use to just open up, and cry so it makes you sound like a dying virgin Elephant. I don't think I even ate.

Wow, I didn't even eat. I was so distracted by banshee cries. Wonderful.

I sat up and hanged my legs on the side of my bed, stretching my arms from behind my head. I swear I heard my whole body crack. I slouched down with a sigh. I averted my eyes to the translucent window next to my bed, staring right through it. I closed my eyes and rubbed my eyes.

This is going to be a fun day.

Just as I began to head to my door to exit, I heard a yell out coming from my Mom.
"GET OVER HERE THIS INSTANT, LAPIS BRYNN." She hollered with a furious tone to her voice.

Oh, we're doing the middle name now? I think I'm in trouble. What did I do this time? Did I forget to put the cap on the milk again? Damn, I gotta start remembering to do that.

"NOW, YOUNG LADY! DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT A THIRD TIME!" She shouted again. That Spanish woman had a large personality. She's like, always yelling.

"Okay, okay! I'm coming, Jesus Christ!" I replied, and also yelling. I have a voice too, dude.

I sprinted across the halls, and made my way through all of the chairs. Fuck, why are there so many chairs all over the place?

As I got my way into the living room, I slowed down and put my arms behind my back. I peeked my head around the corner, then I leaned my body against the wall and crossed my arms.

"Si, Mamá?" (Yes, Mom?) I said in a cocky tone. Fighting Spanish with Spanish. It's funny, because all she remembers how to say is "Hola". I don't even study Spanish, I study French, and I know the language by heart. Hm.

"Do not Spanish me! Now why do you think, I called you out here for?"

I shrugged, and hummed 'I don't know.'

"Shrugging is not an answer, Lapis! You know exactly what you did!" She became more furious with each word she spoke.

"Look, I've been in my room wide awake since five in the morning, listening to that brat cry like she's just been abducted by a gorilla. I honestly have no idea in hell of what I did." I said. I have no idea what I did. And to be blunt, I don't care.

"Turquoise just announced that YOU, you left HER, your LITTLE SISTER, all alone. Do you know how that feels? She was crying for you in distress!"

"What." I blinked.

"You heard me-"

"WHAT." I started to get angry. "I left her, for a couple minutes, just so I can get Topaz to stop crying. TURQUOISE, your precious, little baby girl, was so loud that she woke her up. I left her in the corner, because she wasn't listening to me!" I pointed at Turquoise. Her face started burning red, she knows that I'm right. She knows too damn well.

".. No excuses, Lapis!" Is all she had to say. She never really hears me yell much. Only when I know somebody is being hypocritical, or just flat out lying. And I'm yelling about both reasons now.

"Why? Because I'm right for once? You will believe, a snotty six year old, over a seventeen year old? How does that make you look, Mom?" I said straight out. My dad gave me a glare. A glare that says 'You didn't just back talk your Mother'. Oops, too bad so sad, I just did.

But he didn't say anything. Nobody said anything. My Mom looked at me in worry, and my Dad's expression calmed down.

"I'm sorry, honey. I guess you're right. Turquoise, is this true?" She apologized, then turned her head to Turquoise,expecting an honest answer.