Split Worlds

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Ky followed Gemma around the house sweeping up crumbs and dust. Madam Reel liked the house to be in tip top shape for when she comes home. Ky got a bit bored after a long day of work. While Gemma was cleaning up he decided to have a little fun, and stir some excitement in this dismal house. Ky snuck up behind Gemma, and briskly grabbed the towel off her waist. Gemma shot around to see what just happened. She met the eyes of a smirking boy a couple feet away. Quickly Gemma grabbed the bottle of disinfectant spray from the smooth granite table across from her. Ky was twirling the towel like a toy in his hands. He looked over at her, and in a moments notice the spray was aimed at his face.

"Drop the towel." She said with a calm, steady voice, and a small smile.

"Oh so you want this towel?" He asked with a smile. She nodded. "You know all you have to do to get it right?"

"Ask nicely?"

"Hm... Nope." He started sprinting down the hallway saying, "You're gonna have to catch me first!"

Gemma rolled her eyes and chased after him. Ky ran out through the open front door slamming it shut behind him. Gemma reached her hand out and tugged the handle back open. Breathing in fresh air she looked and quickly saw his foot running through to the garden. Smiling she sprinted after him. Cutting corners through trees and flowerbeds, Gemma ran. She backed Ky against the pool. With his back against the pool he stared Gemma down.

"You're cornered. Give up now." Gemma said with one hand on her hip, one hand aiming the spray at his face, and one smirk plastered across her face.

"Nah." He said throwing the towel into the pool.

"Ky!" Gemma ran forward and pushed Ky into the pool with one swift motion. Gemma had caught him off guard. His hands started flailing and he screeched in a deep voice. He floated to the bottom and then rose to the top and his wet hair was covering half his face. He used two brisk strives to get the the edge of the pool and wiped the hair out of his face. He reached for the stone and hoisted himself out.

"Gemma this starts war." He replied getting out wet as a mop.

"So be it. You started the battle and I ended it." She replied with her arms crossed turning her back.

"Fine." He said with a sigh. "But can I give you is a hug?"

"No. Ky. No!" She started screaming and running away.

Gemma ran back through the bushes. She reached the door seconds before Ky and slammed the white painted wood door shut. It made a loud bang but Ky didn't hear the door lock.

He came up to the door expecting to be able to open it right away but was rudely mistaken. Ky was pounding on the door wanting Gemma to open up. Gemma kept shaking her head through the small square windows that bordered the edges of the door. Finally, Ky gave up and sat on the porch steps. He started to drift away alone in his thoughts. Daydreaming about his mom and dad he never met. Ky always drew sketches of what they may have looked like. His father always had broad shoulders, and a built chest, but his face would be strict yet calm and collected. He believed his mother to be a beautiful woman with long hair and big eyes. Her face would be as soft as a baby and as radiant as the sun. Sometimes she had freckles sometimes not. He imagined her to have a dainty nose and a lovely expression on her face.

Ky and Gemma were both orphans at one point at the same foster home. They both got adopted fairly quickly, and he loved his family. To their shock they went to the same school and grew up on the same street as each other. Life wasn't bad at all for Ky. Until his parents got divorced. He got into a lot of trouble at home and in school. Finally one thing pulled him over the edge and he decided to clean up his rep and get a job here. Madam Reel was a real pain to them, she wanted everything to be perfect and only tended to give them rooms and food to cook with. Other than that they were on their own and had to have the place in perfect condition by time she was home.