
New Sister
For no apparent reason
Liz was the opposite of what I’d expected her to be. She had just lost her father, moved from the other side of the country to live with people she didn’t know and yet, she seemed to be so carefree. Lotte, who sat next to Liz, interrupted my thoughts. “But mom, it’s not fair! It’s like, two weeks, and she gives us this whole book to study for a random test of things we’ve already studied. It is freaking useless.” “See it this way: you’ve already studied it, so it’ll be easier this time,” Liz responded. “Well…” “Let me guess, you didn’t study last time?” “I did… But that doesn’t mean I understand it…” Lotte replied innocently. Liz shook her head. I swear, you wouldn’t say they were both fifteen. Liz seemed so much older, not only in her appearance, but also in the manner in which she speaks, her thinking… “Harry, is something wrong?” Zayn whispered to me. “No, why?” “You’re not eating. Hurry up, or Niall will steal your food.” (A/N First, I wanted to type ‘Niall’ll, but that’s like four l’s. L-ceptionO) I didn’t really know how to respond. “Is somebody in London waiting for you?” I laughed. “No.” He gave me a teasing smile, clearly not believing me.
“Guys!” Liz yelled. “Get! Out!” I had pulled out a random box and was examining the content. They were all letters and other random things. They were sorted out in three different binders. One read ‘Mila’, one read ‘Davina’ and one read ‘Dad’, written in a decorative font. I opened the one that read ‘Davina’. I couldn’t read the letters, they were in another language, but I examined the rest of the content. A picture of the two of them, when they were about ten years old, dried flowers with their name written next to it, sheet music of different songs… “Did I give you permission to look in it?” Liz grabbed the binder out of my hands and gave me an exasperated look. I looked at her with my puppy-eyes-look. “That doesn’t work for me… Niall, seriously, get out of my closet! Are you guys raised by wolves?” “Maybe,” Niall replied while continuing with whatever he was doing. “Seriously, I would kill you guys, but then I get a complete fanbase wanting to kill me…” “So… we’re safe?” Liam asked. “I’ll just let you mysteriously disappear.” I laughed. “We’ll clean everything up again. And with ‘we’ I mean Niall,” I said. “Hey!” he responded. I pointed at the pile of clothes he’d pulled out. “I’d start there if I were you.” “When did you guys decide to trash my room?” Liz asked. “Like two seconds before we started,” I replied. “What is this?” Naill suddenly asked. He’d pulled out… well I don’t know what it was. Wrist braces or something? “Grips for gymnastics. You know where you can use them for as well?” So took one of them and hit Niall. “Nice!” Zayn said. She then hit him to. “Not so nice when it happens to you, is it?”
“Guys!” Liz yelled. “Get! Out!” I had pulled out a random box and was examining the content. They were all letters and other random things. They were sorted out in three different binders. One read ‘Mila’, one read ‘Davina’ and one read ‘Dad’, written in a decorative font. I opened the one that read ‘Davina’. I couldn’t read the letters, they were in another language, but I examined the rest of the content. A picture of the two of them, when they were about ten years old, dried flowers with their name written next to it, sheet music of different songs… “Did I give you permission to look in it?” Liz grabbed the binder out of my hands and gave me an exasperated look. I looked at her with my puppy-eyes-look. “That doesn’t work for me… Niall, seriously, get out of my closet! Are you guys raised by wolves?” “Maybe,” Niall replied while continuing with whatever he was doing. “Seriously, I would kill you guys, but then I get a complete fanbase wanting to kill me…” “So… we’re safe?” Liam asked. “I’ll just let you mysteriously disappear.” I laughed. “We’ll clean everything up again. And with ‘we’ I mean Niall,” I said. “Hey!” he responded. I pointed at the pile of clothes he’d pulled out. “I’d start there if I were you.” “When did you guys decide to trash my room?” Liz asked. “Like two seconds before we started,” I replied. “What is this?” Naill suddenly asked. He’d pulled out… well I don’t know what it was. Wrist braces or something? “Grips for gymnastics. You know where you can use them for as well?” So took one of them and hit Niall. “Nice!” Zayn said. She then hit him to. “Not so nice when it happens to you, is it?”
Notes
Heyhey,srry for not updating a the past days, but I had trouble with internet. Luckily, I have now WiFi and a tab.
So, I hope you like it.
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2/19/14