"You're such an idiot!"
A teenage girl of Chinese descent walked infuriatingly down the stairs of her home and into the back was wearing a golden yellow blouse and short denim stomped across the carpet on bare shouting was heard loud and clear through the entire restaurant which was thankfully empty.
What she was shouting about became apparent as a boy her age came tumbling down the stairs behind her, carrying what looked like a catholic school uniform but it was spotty with white splotches instead of black.
The boy had short black hair and wore a green t-shirt that was designed to look like a karate uniform, complete with nonexistent sash on the bottom edge."I told you I'm sorry Leixia!I tend to forget about the washing rules and all that!"
The girl, Leixia, stopped and turned to face her brother in front of the register at the entrance of the was obviously beside herself, hotter than molten jabbed a finger on his chest, "Nǐ zěnme néng yòng piǎobái jì dàitì féizào!?"*
The old habit of reverting to their native Chinese was a result of Leixia's temper getting out of being in the United States for only three months her transition between languages was flawless and would have impressed many had it not been over a simple laundry mistake.
Little brother Xian however was not to be out done.""Nàme nǐ zài píngzi shàng tiēbiāoqiān zěnme yàng?"**He argued back.
"This was the only uniform the school could send me right have school starting soon, I don't want to look like I was—"
"Bleached?Honestly you look better when you're looking less noble," Xian said with a light laugh."Besides, it doesn't help you look pretty to begin with."
Leixia didn't find it funny at didn't like looking anything more than humble and since she and her brother were to start school the following week she had taken the liberty of ordering her uniform early so she could get used to the trying it on though she made the mistake of leaving it in the laundry room and the result was rather obvious this had happened after she had given a speech of how they could make a good first day at the school if they at least tried to look decent.
Xian and his laid back and carefree attitude however, made it impossible for her to explain the logic of how one's appearance could lead to a good impression."You really should be less uptight about that, we have a full weekend to get you a new one, what's the big deal?"
Leixia put her hands on her hips, her long raven hair was braided into a tail and was over her right shoulder."You know this could benefit you if you took it more seriously."
He wasn't impressed, "And be as uptight as you are?No thanks."
This shouting match continued for more than a minute, neither twin wanting to give into the other without a ended as abruptly as it started when their foreheads smacked together, their heads having been brought together though it had not been of their own power.
The reason behind that was because of their grandfather, who stood between his two grandchildren and had gone unnoticed until now.
Both teens recoiled from the disciplinary act, and from first glance Xian got the worst of it as he had bent down and cradled his head in his hands."Damn it, grandpa!What was that for?"
Wearing a dark green suit and slacks and being shorter than them, Fan Long was the walking epitome of never judge a book by its being a grandparent he didn't have a wrinkle on his face, only his short white hair and small mustache gave any indication of his age, and even then the twins were unable to know exactly how old their grandfather was, yet they never thought to ask out of respect.
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The Storm of Chinatown
ActionAfter leaving Hong Kong to escape their violent past, twin teenage siblings Leixia and Xian are trying to fit into their new home with their grandfather in San Francisco's Chinatown. However, their past can never be truly left behind, and there are...