MAYA 2 - A Hidden KEY-

CHAPTER 2 - MISUNDERSTOOD

"We're going to be late!" Donna flew around the house like a madwoman, arms flapping wildly like her hair was on fire.
"Get your ass up!! We're going to have detention! Again!"

I simply smiled at her lazily. "That sounds nice." "Uhuh." "maybe this time we get it, we'll find a hot guy fo you!" I teased.
"I Don't have time for games right now Maya, we have a upcoming test that we need to prepare for."

"Couldn't we just ask Serene to let us have the last week to oursleves?" I groaned. "Her aunt is the board chairman or something."

My sister could barely been seen as her hair trailed across my room like an extention of her shadow. Flapping wildy.
Like the weight of the world was on her shoulders. What is she doing?
"What are you doing?"

"Getting with the times Maya, you have work to organise and prepare."
Donna held a pile paperback books in her hands.

"Your textbooks need to go in sequential order, do you comprehend?" 4 thick stacks of parchment slapped over my legs.
"What the fu-"
"And these papers to be signed for my upcoming entrance exams." Donna flapped a white sheet over my eyes agitatedly.
"When possible."

I considered what she could be referring to, but my head drew a blank. Who can blame me,it's 5 in the damn morning.

"Entrance exams? Don't you want to remain at the Academy to sit your SATS?" Donna continued yanking upwards her brown zipper, pushing the plastic folders from poking out.

" Maya,if i'm being 100% honest I think we should all range out to different opportunities, try new things for once."

My eyes miserably drooped over her gangly frame. "Like,what exactly?"

"Well for one." She reached straight for the doorknob. Heading seperate ways,take school for instance."

The door slammed in my face.
What is she so angry about-
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D o n n a's D i a r y
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I picked up my stencils and potractor,pushing them inside my stuffy bag,sweat glazen and hot. It was like my own portable insulator. Like i needed this scorching hot rack on my skin today.

My phone chimmed with a notification. Seriously? My nails dug through the hot contents until i felt that vibrating junk. Wait a second.

A message from Ayato? Serene's older brother? What does he want?

I opened the text.

Ayato: Theres something i need to tell
You after school, can you meet me at Plus Tokyo,tonight? It's super important-

"Do you need any help?" I turned round to see Sana aproaching, face paper white as a ghost, eyes brawling with curiosity. Her black cropped hair looked quite painfully tied back with loombands,hardly anything remaining on the ends that poked out from the other side.
The side of her neck a light pink from poth sides.

"Why are you doing that?" I questioned gently.

Her small head tilted animatedly to the side.
"What do you...mean?" She could barely speaky without the pain tearing through her. She looked faintly sick.
I motioned my head towards her small maveric strands.

"Aren't you going to let your hair breathe?"
"What?" She giggled as her eyes grew watery. "Since when does hair breathe? Is this a new English term?"

I slowly stood up to undo the bands. I couldn't watch it any more-

"Don't." Sana jumped back in fright. My hands wavered close to her for a moment longer. Why would she endure such twisted pain?