Sisters

Ch-8 Devil Claire and Angel Claire

I led Whitney to my room to sleep and closed my door. I decided which book to read and narrowed my choices down to Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand and Between a Rock and a Hard Place by Aron Ralston (I know, pretty complex for bedtime stories). I decided to take Atlas Shrugged. And heard the door open. I heard Julia telling someone to come in, make themselves comfortable, and some muffled voice outside of it. I went and locked my door, so she couldn't come in. At least she could've asked me before inviting guests.

Some talking, laughing, and a low voice, and more laughing. I clearly heard she was with a man. Jason? Lol.

The Devil Claire on my left shoulder startled me,

You so don't care what she was doing. Yelling at you like that in the cafe in front of everyone, then not saying sorry. Who does she think she is. Just a dirty brat.

Oookayyy. Stooop.

Then Angel Claire on my right shoulder said,

You're a 24 year old adult, and you don't need to think about these things. You aren't little anymore. You know Julia is a good person. She'll say sorry.

I took a few deep breaths and patted Whitney. I moved to my bed. But Devil Claire started again.

At least do some drama when she comes to apologize. Keep the door closed on her. She'll have to apologize.

I turned to look at Angel Claire.

"She's got a point there, sweetheart." I said.

But Angel Claire said,

Oh please, you complete idiot.

She turned to look at me.

Listen. Don't be influenced by this idiot. All her teachings are wrong, I tell you. There's a reason she's called Devil Claire

Now I turned to look at Angel Claire.

"She's got a point there too, honey." I said.

Devil Claire:

Puh-lease, you mouthy freakshow. You ain't a least bit like your name.

Now she turned to me.

Do the drama. She deserves it. At least a bit. Doing a bit of drama doesn't always make you a bad person.

She turned to look at Angel Claire again.

You have to agree, you idiot. A little bit of drama is fun. What's life without drama? Nothing. Which weirdo stays a good-lil-girl all their life? That's just stupid. Agree, weirdo.

Angel Claire:
Even though you're a nincompoop, you kinda convinced me here.

She turned to look at me.

Maybe you could do some drama. Not all the time, but it's fun! You should do some.

"Ok, but what do I do? Ideas? Any?" I asked.

Devil Claire said-

Ok. Listen. I have a good plan.

And we decided and agreed.

I lied down on my bed.

Also, don't be weirded out over here, I don't hallucinate. I like to play with my imagination sometimes, that's all.