Long Lost

Chapter 2

I wake up and look around the room. Then I look at Harper. She is still sound asleep, her breathing steady. I pull out the letters from underneath my pillow. I cringe as the paper crinkles. I stare at the pages for a few moments and then throw them angrily under the pillow again. I grab my uniform, toiletries, and then head to the lavatories. The showers were surprisingly likable for a boarding school. I slipped off my clothes and hopped in the shower. The warm water running on my body felt relaxing. I lather my hair and body in soap. I wash my face, rinse, and step out. I dry off and pull on my uniform. The skirt is a nice fit and so is the collared, white, button-down shirt paired with a blue tie for Monday.

I throw my shower things in my toiletries bag and walk down the hall, barefoot. When I get back to the room I notice Harper is gone. She must be getting ready in the lavatories and I just didn't see her. I told myself, yet I didn't quite believe it. I pulled my knee-high socks and converse hightops on. Then, I plugged in the hairdryer. I flipped my head over and started drying my hair. When I stood up, I noticed Harper watching me from her bed. I smile at her and brush my hair out. After I started straightening my hair (to smooth it down since it's already straight) Harper says something.

"You have the same moring routine as my sister." That tripped me up. She talked to me like she actually had a sister that wasn't me. I decided to say something that the only family knew about my sister to see what reaction I would get.

"That's interesting, HARPER LEAH BROOKS."

"How do you know my middle name?"

"Oh, don't play dumb. I can't believe you didn't tell me it was you the second I got here. I know you didn't die from the gunshot now. I know you didn't want to tell me to keep yourself safe."

Oh no. I wasn't supposed to say that last part.

"I see you found my letters?"

"What letters?"

"Now you're playing dumb. I found these letters under your pillow." She says pulling the letters out from behind her back.

"So you admit it, you were playing dumb, you are my sister, and you are selfish, and you being safe if more important than all of our family!" I yell, grabbing my North Face book bag, stomping out of our room.

"Wait! That's not it!" Harper shouts after me, but I'm not listening, and I'm already gone.

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SORRY THIS CHAPTER WAS SHORT