Wishing Wish

Returning

A/N: this is it! sorry for not uploading for so long...it.s just that I thought I ought to change the plot a bit and make every chapter longer and more interesting. and it took me awhile cause I.ve become sooo lazy. but I.ll do my best for it not to happen again and be able to upload regularly. Also. if you don.t mind objective criticisms annd comments are very much appreciated. I hope youu enjoyy reading. GB ^o^" 

I pushed open my bedroom window and took in the morning air. How many years had it been since I woke up to this freshness?! I'll never get tired of it. 

A knock on the door called my attention to it, before it opened to reveal the cheerful face of my aunt, "I see you're up. Come down for breakfast." 

"'kay." I happily followed her. Aunt Marry's breakfasts are the best. 

"I was really surprised last night. You really should have called me." She said smiling at me affectionately. I just grinned back. 

Aunt Marry's face last night when she saw me was just hilarious. It's like she saw a ghost or something. Well, I can't really blame her; the last time she saw me was over two years ago. Let's just say we're not that rich to leisurely travel across the country whenever we want. The last time we saw each other in person was over two years ago, when she drove me to the airport in the city. 

"If it weren't for you frequent calls, I would really have thought you don't want anything to do with me anymore." She pouted. 

I just chuckled at that, "Aunt Marry, I'll never do that." I kissed her forehead affectionately, "You're the only one I have left. I would never do that even if you ask me. Plus, you have the best pancakes!" 

She grinned at me, "I know." And she began telling me how she made the best pancakes for me today. 

"How are Sora and Haru?!" she asked, placing a plate of pancakes in front of me. "You should have brought them with you." 

"I would if I could." I shrugged before putting a forkful of pancakes in my mouth. And gagged. 

"You never change!" she gasped in horror, hurriedly handing me a glass of juice. I coughed for a few minutes before I could breath normally again. She just gave me a frown. 

"Sorry. I guess I was hungry?!" I grinned. 

She shook her head and smiled. "Just eat slowly, okay?!" 

"'kay." 

I continued eating, slowly this time, and let her talk about the changes in the town, but after a while she just contented herself at staring at me. I gave her a curious look. 

"Dear, why are you really here?!" She asked seriously, but then amusement is evident in her eyes. 

"Huh?!" I raised an eyebrow. "I told you, I don't have any school requirements over the summer and the twins gave me a slack. They said I'm being a real monster for not visiting you for years." Of which, I felt really guilty about. But, nothing I can do about either. Not only is it expensive but, I'm not really keen on being in this town too. 

"Really?!"  

"Really." 

"Don't get me wrong, dear. It's just that you've never been here for vacation, even holidays." She smiled cheekily, all of a sudden. 

"I know, and I'm sorry." I sighed guiltily. "It's just that - Nevermind." 

She chuckled. "Dear, I understand that you had things you had to do. And you were always giving me calls, so it's really okay." 

I just frowned. Of course it's not okay. Aunt Marry is a family person, and only has me as her kin. I bet she was really sad all those years. Gah! I really am a monster. 

"Anyway, the reason why I asked is because, I heard from Lissa that her son is finally back. After being away for three years, and he's having a party organized." 

Lissa. Sounds familiar. "Um...So?!" 

"Dear, I'm talking about Lissa Roose. Mathew's Mom." 

Mathew's mom. Mathew. Matt. 

"I don't know what you're talking about, auntie." I mumbled, suddenly losing my appetite. 

"She said it was exclusive for all his classmates in high school. So I was thinking that you came home for that?!" She grinned at me. Clearly implying something. 

"Aunt Marry, I'm here because of you and not because of some stranger from abroad." I said bitterly. 

"Wish! How can you say that?! Mathew is not a stranger." 

"Yes, he is. We're not friends. I don't feel anything for him and- " 

"We both know that's not true." 

I looked away. I don't want to talk about this. 

She sighed and gave me a sad look. "I know your high school life is not that pleasant, but you're different now. Totally different from what you used to be. You told me that yourself with pride, remember?!" No reply. "Dear, this is the perfect time to show those bullies what you are now, to make them all regret the things they did to you." 

Aunt Marry has a point. I know. My transformation can never be completed without showing them, showing Matt. I've been dreaming and imagining it for years; picturing myself socializing, without them knowing who I am. And then seeing their shocked expressions with they finally do. 

I sighed. Still, seeing them for real is different. Besides, I don't hold any hatred against them anymore, only indifference. I think. Matt, though, is a different story. "Like I said, I am not friends with Mathew Roose, auntie. Or any of his friends. And I believe he feels the same. Also, I'd rather refer him as a stranger than as 'my bully'." 

"Acquaintance is a better term." She piped helpfully. I just stared at her blankly. 

"And you did say it's exclusive. Who would invite a stranger to their exclusive party?!" A party of rich bastards. 

I mean, instead of throwing an exclusive party for over a hundred strangers, okay not totally, but still strangers, why not just throw it for a few close family and friends. They're just wasting money that's not easy to find for some. 

"Isn't there really something I can do to convince you?!" 

"None." I said immediately. When she looked at me sadly I added more gently. "Auntie, I'd rather spend my time here with you, than with a bunch of people I don't want to associate with ever again. Don't you?!" 

"Of course I do, dear." She smiled lovingly. "I just wish you'd be more confident with yourself. And then maybe, finally find a boyfriend. You'll be twenty this year, and-" 

"Auntie!" 

She smiled at me sheepishly. 

Seriously. I wish she finally finds a match and get married. Maybe then, she'll stop finding ways to pester me with my love life. 

"Sora still hasn't confessed to you?!" 

Argh!