Barbie Transformation

Related to a cockroach

The smell of blueberry waffles wafts into my room and I immediately find my legs propelling towards the cause of the scent. When I reach the kitchen, I freeze in my steps and look at him in discomfort.

After a few more awkward minutes, Jasper exclaims, "You left the courtroom early." I look down at my hands and fiddle with my fingers, "Yeah."

"Max is in jail now. For six years." He confirms my suspicion, causing my head to raise. "Jasper, I'm sorry. I fucked up, I know I did. But when don't I? And I'm sorry that I didn't tell you what Max did, but it's not like you never kept anything from me, either." I explain, referring to our half blood situation.

Jasper scowls, "You do not get to pull that card on me, Emmerson."

I duck my head in shame and stare at the ground, muttering a little, "Sorry."

"We used to be so close, Emmy. So close. And then Max got in the way between us, and our regular tree-house visits eventually stopped. We used to tell each other everything; there were never secrets between us. We were like two peas in a pod. But now... I feel like you are constantly living on lies and walking on eggshells. Why can't you just trust me?" Jasper sincerely asks, his voice strained with pain as he looks at me in question. I shake my head, "I do trust you, Jasp, but I don't really know what to do with all of my feelings. Life is complicated, added with the overdose of conflicted love. I just... I'm blank. I don't know what to do anymore." I sigh and raise my arms to release my hair from my ponytail, silently cursing for keeping it in a bun overnight knowing that an unusual wave pattern will be indented in my hair.

Jasper clicks his tongue in exasperation, "But isn't this what siblings are for? To be best friends with; to be happy with; to share your biggest secrets with? Why can't we be like that? I feel as if I've lost the title as your BFF." He frowns and I crack a small, sad smile, "We are like that. I just need to sort my life out and get things back on track. But I swear from now on that I'll share everything with you. Maybe we can patch up our loose threads, huh?" I suggest with a comforting smile on my face. The idea instantly brightens Jasper's mood and he smiles back, "I'd like that." I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his waist. "And Em?" He questions and I answer with a muffled, "Mmm?". "I'm really sorry for being so rude at the courthouse... I should have been more understanding. You were just trying to look out for me. So, thank you." He confesses and plants a brotherly kiss on my forehead which I grimace at and shove him away, "Gross, cooties!" We laugh, "It's alright. That waffle better be mine, by the way. I end up being a bitch when I'm hungry, so hand it over, asswipe." I demand and stretch my arm over the counter, stealing the waffle from his plate.

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The woman in front of me glares at me, somehow resembling the look Medusa would give her victim. In other words, it’s scary. “So, Miss Rose… You’re becoming quite the delinquent pupil, aren’t you? First the pranks, the foul profanities and now the wagging, let’s see what your parents have to say about that.” My principle threatens facetiously, and I try to subtly hide my smirk. “Sure, Go ahead Miss Mexted, I’m sure my mother would be so concerned if she heard about these things.” I exclaim sarcastically and turn my body, resting my legs over the arm of the chair. Miss Mexted clenches her jaw at my dangling feet and says, “Alright, why don’t we call your father, then?” She attempts to pressure and intimidate me, but the only emotions I show are ego and cockiness, “Which one? You can call Max, but he’s in jail so I don’t think he’d be able to do anything about this,” I exclaim, venting my anger onto her. The shock on her face is unmistakable and I quickly roll my eyes at it, “or you could call Cow- his real name is James Moon. But I mean, I don’t have his contact details and I’m pretty sure he never wants to hear about me again, so either way; you lose.” I smirk and wrap my fingers nonchalantly around a curly lock of my blue highlighted hair.