A kiss of mischievous

Chapter 1: The Beginning of a Love Story?

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I end my alarm on my phone. 

(Inner Monologue)

"I hate the mornings, they really suck. But today is a special day. Today is the first day of my last year. yay! no. Boo, School stinks, and everyone in it. Besides Sage. Sage is the only one I care about. Anyways I better hurry up before Mikko comes and wakes me up. I hate when he acts like dad. Like you're not? Stay in your lane. He's super annoying, but I really do love my brother. Okay Yael you need to seriously get up"

(end of inner monologue)

I finish getting myself ready and get changed into my school uniform. I head downstairs to my brother making breakfast. A lot has been on my mind especially my living situation with my brother. I'm in my last year of high school, it's that time for me to move out but I don't think my brother will take a liking if I bring it up. As I head down the stairs my mind is still on the topic of moving out, I suddenly feel a drop in my stomach...

Yael: Shit! 
Mikko: Yo what happened?
Yael: I can't believe I actually missed a step. 
Mikko: Hahaha No way!?
Yael: Oh my gosh, today just became the worst day ever. 
Mikko: What's up with you? How did you miss a step?
Yael: My mind was elsewhere, I must've really been in deep thought. Shit like that only happens in movies.
Mikko: What were you thinking about?
Yael: Um...Just you know...Stuff
Mikko: Like...?
Yael: Like...you know...Grown-girl stuff.
Mikko: Uh no Yael, I don't know because I'm not a girl. So l need you to be a little more specific. I have an inkling about what you may have been thinking about but I hope I'm wrong. 
Yael: I mean...I was just thinking about how I'm in my last year of high school and it's just that it's time for me to mov-
Mikko: Nope. No, we're not having this conversation right now. I do not want you bringing this up again Yael. I'm serious. I already told you, you will not be moving out unless you have a stable job.
Yael: Mikko, you cant keep babying me, you have to allow me to be independent. I have a life you know! What about me having a boyfriend? What if I get MARRIED? I still have to be under your roof? Mikko you never let me get to do anything! I get that you're trying to protect me but this is going too far!
Mikko:  Like I said we're not having this conversation. Sit down and eat, you should be blessed to have me as a brother and a roof over your head. Dad won't be able to support you when he's all the way in Hong Kong. Do you want him to be worried about you too? I told him I would look after you and take care of you. I am not going to allow you to stress him out and me! I'm doing this for your own good, the world out there is rough Yael. You're too kind for this world. So yes if I need to be the overprotective brother then so be it. 
Yael: Mikko but youre not Dad! That's not fair! I want a chance at life too why can't you let me have that?!

My brother and I sit in silence as I spoke the last sentence. I look over to see him with his eyes closed. Maybe he feels bad? But now I feel bad. I don't want him to feel like he hasn't been doing his best.

Yael: Mikko Im sorry, I know you're just trying to protect me and do your best. All I'm asking is to just be able to hang with friends like a normal teenager. 
Mikko: Yael your only friend is my girlfriend. 
Yael: woah woah woah wrong! I have tons of friends.
Mikko: like who? 

My jaw drops, as my brother just shitted on my whole social life.

Yael: wha-okay you did not have to say it like that. But this just goes to show you make me anti-social.
Mikko: It's because you're naive Yael.  You're younger than a lot of people. So you act before you speak. You're clumsy and you don't really know how to do a lot of basic things. I worry as your brother. So yes I may baby you or be overprotective but it's for a reason.
Yael: ew, ok stop I get it. You don't have to get all lecturey and sappy, I get it.

Mikko smirks and begins eating his breakfast. I do the same with a smile creeping on my face. I really do have the best brother. But I hate that he's kind of right. Why do I suck at life? Maybe this is my Karma. God! Let me be great, I won't let you down. Please let this senior year be something great for me.