Fly High | Book 2

Chapter IV- Overwhelmed

"Overwhelmed"

It was so overwhelming to hear some words from my siblings saying that I'm good in my talent. I was inspired by their words and it made me optimistic in dealing challenges and chasing my dreams.

They were so "unshowy" with their emotions and they show their love through doing something that made me glad. I remember when I was combing my long black dry hair and looking into the dull mirror full of dust looking so horrible, of course, I'm not pretty as you think, (my eyebrows were fixed arched but black and its hair were thicker than you think, my nose was not angular, and my lips were thick and the worst thing was my teeth has a bit of damage by the broke itself, the left front teeth, you'll know it if you see me); my brother Jack told me as he passed by fixing his short black curly hair horrible in face, "Hey! You! When someone will court you, tell me, --- they must went to me first before they passed to you. I'll break their crap bones if they mistreat you, do I make sense?" He was looking so serious and I really felt his warm love for his clumsy and misfit sister, it's me! After I heard his words, I was shocked and chuckled, because I was surprised! He was not used to act like that. He's not O. A kinda person. I just nodded and smiled at him feeling so lucky to have him as my much protective bro. Hey! Hay! I was so confident with him. I also wanted to tell you that because every time I dance with him in front of the hundred crowds, I am so confident feeling that I have my wall to launch my shaking body. I was used to be a girl hiding its face. But, until one day he told me that I must be the one who will lead the next troop of dancers and performers of music and arts which is the "Noc2D Squad". I was so glad to hear that words. So, as my pledge to him as he graduated the senior year, I lead the group he left. But, it was not like that. I'm not confident, remember? My major was balance as I love much the music and arts equally. And other people expected that I much love the academic subjects for I was an achiever but no! I'm not! Yes, I love them, but--- it's a sort of--- a sentence that I must use, " too " because they were equal for me. So, then until now, I'm dreaming to have a great powerful guitar who loves me and which I love.

I smiled at my bro and sis as I heard their words. About to cry but I hid it and stopping it to drop for I was not a good crier. I'm an ugly duckling. So odd and matured said my not so close friends in school. They also remind me that music is not for me.

I frowned and I hoped they wouldn't knew it or even a bit. When I asked them if I'm good at it, they say, "Yes! You are!" But, I can't feel their heart, I can felt the truth to them they were lying in short and I hated that. I am a truth teller but a very much best in lying. My face and eyes were with me when I lie and I have a lot of victims of that. Look how I'm good at it. Maybe, that's what they said 'good'.

But, how come that they lied to me and say I'm good but not. They were so annoying for treating me like stupid. I knew I am stupid clumsy misfit ugly young lady aged of so young teen but I hoped they understand me. But no. But, sometimes I looked upon the bright shining full moon above the dark gray sky. It allures me got my heart and attention and even my love of it. I remembered what did Jack Frost said in the movie Rise of the Guardians; "Once the moon says something, believe it." And I do. The moon tells me to move and keep on going on until I reach my shining stars above. But, it was one day or someday. Hope to it.

But, now. I'm here with my bro and sis about to finish fixing the room we will share together. The walls were colored as white with a splashes of blue, purple, and red and definitely black. We renovated the whole room without our dad and our stepmother's notice. The wardrobes which were two were repainted in golden brown. And we spread the rolled bed sheets of our beds. My sis Jollie were in the other single bed while me and bro Jack were in the double deck bed ( I were in-below). Everything was set but not my mood. I was feeling homesickness. But, now ,it was just a bit of percent.

Because of my bro and sis, I felt the not of fine mood. They encouraged me.

I smiled at them trying to stop my tears and if I could do I will sip my tears again through my eyes.

I said.

"Bro, sis, thank you. I promise I will never broke my dreams and those were dedicated to the both of you. I love you."

And I hugged them.

My sister Jollie cried but it was not her fault. She's an onionskin girl.

"Why are you crying?" I asked pretending not affected, but still. I wiped her back.

"Hey, don't asked me like that. I know you're affected, too." She guessed wiping her tears on her face.

Oh no! I must lie. And I used my eyes and facial expressions.

"No, I'm not affected by the words I said because it was programmed in my head. I planned of already," I hope it will effect. But, my reasons were so full of knowledge. And luckily that nice reason helped me. I smiled, hiding.

Jollie leaned up and said.

"Promise we'll be okay and always united. No matter what will happen and be sure that we'll love each other."

"Of course," I said.

We hugged and I saw our bro frowning.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Tell to us," Jollie commanded.

Bro Jack gave us a piece of paper with a words on it written.

The paper and the words were formal.

I opened it carelessly. And get the paper and opened it.

My bro still frowning and his face cannot be drawn.

I read the words and I knew something.

"What's---" He didn't let me to finished my words, instead he said.

"It was in the huge pharmacy of the town and I must to grab it. It's an opportunity!" He said creatively. And then, I closed the paper and gave it to him. I frowned and stood up. He said.

"But, we--- will be forever bro and sis'. Promise?" I asked and rose my right hand and reach his.

We hugged each other.