My Teenie Sister Is Going Out With The Guy I Like? Why Does He Like HER?!, chapter 13
"AHHH! MEL YOU SCARED ME!" I laughed.
"I told you I'd come," She said laughing too.
"I didn't take you seriously" I replied.
"Take me seriously...But I ain't serious. Wait, what?" She said confused. I sighed.
"What are you doing here anyways?" I asked.
"I could ask the same," She said raising an eyebrow.
"Alright fine. Hayley smells. She kicked me out because I'm not a hardcore city girl. Note the sarcasm" I summed up quickly.
"Oookay then. Well you can come stay with me but dad's only here on a business trip so after tonight...I don't know" Mel said to me.
"I'll go home. I can live with the underbelly most of them are street kids. The others live in crappy broken homes." I said to her.
"Okay" She said and I followed her to her hotel
***
"Hello?" I said stepping into my home.
My real home. Well maybe not my real home...But I think you get what home I mean.
It was safe because dad was at work. Well at least I hoped he was...
"Kelly?" Mum asked.
"Yeah" I say.
"Dad's gone to Anger Management. Not just sessions it's like well a...little vacation for dad" Mum said calmly.
"Okay" I said relieved.
***
In the next few months not much changed. Well, that's what I thought. I was wrong.
Dad came home. He was really nice and had recovered fully.
I still hung out with The Underbelly. They were awesome. Laura didn't...for obvious reasons. Well actually I got that part wrong but you'll know the reason soon enough.
And lastly Laura didn't turn back into a teenie...I wish she did.
***
One day I woke up to her blasting From First To Last out of her speakers.
"She's been doing that a lot lately...Hmm...And Hawthorne Heights and Dashboard Confessional. And been sitting in her room on some site called "Myspace" or something. No..." I trailed off.
She can't be emo. She can't. She's Laura!
Her music was annoying me. A lot. So I decided to put on Green Day. Kerplunk! to be specific.
I barely had it on when she came barging in my room.
"Turn off your Green Day poser shit." She spat at me.
Green Day poser shit? Okay then...
"What?" I asked her.
Maybe I misheard her...? No?
"Yeah! Green Day are for teenies," She said to me.
"Ummmm?" I asked her.
"'Course a teenie like you won't understand me" She said and stomped out.
To be honest I preferred teenie Laura better...
"I told you I'd come," She said laughing too.
"I didn't take you seriously" I replied.
"Take me seriously...But I ain't serious. Wait, what?" She said confused. I sighed.
"What are you doing here anyways?" I asked.
"I could ask the same," She said raising an eyebrow.
"Alright fine. Hayley smells. She kicked me out because I'm not a hardcore city girl. Note the sarcasm" I summed up quickly.
"Oookay then. Well you can come stay with me but dad's only here on a business trip so after tonight...I don't know" Mel said to me.
"I'll go home. I can live with the underbelly most of them are street kids. The others live in crappy broken homes." I said to her.
"Okay" She said and I followed her to her hotel
***
"Hello?" I said stepping into my home.
My real home. Well maybe not my real home...But I think you get what home I mean.
It was safe because dad was at work. Well at least I hoped he was...
"Kelly?" Mum asked.
"Yeah" I say.
"Dad's gone to Anger Management. Not just sessions it's like well a...little vacation for dad" Mum said calmly.
"Okay" I said relieved.
***
In the next few months not much changed. Well, that's what I thought. I was wrong.
Dad came home. He was really nice and had recovered fully.
I still hung out with The Underbelly. They were awesome. Laura didn't...for obvious reasons. Well actually I got that part wrong but you'll know the reason soon enough.
And lastly Laura didn't turn back into a teenie...I wish she did.
***
One day I woke up to her blasting From First To Last out of her speakers.
"She's been doing that a lot lately...Hmm...And Hawthorne Heights and Dashboard Confessional. And been sitting in her room on some site called "Myspace" or something. No..." I trailed off.
She can't be emo. She can't. She's Laura!
Her music was annoying me. A lot. So I decided to put on Green Day. Kerplunk! to be specific.
I barely had it on when she came barging in my room.
"Turn off your Green Day poser shit." She spat at me.
Green Day poser shit? Okay then...
"What?" I asked her.
Maybe I misheard her...? No?
"Yeah! Green Day are for teenies," She said to me.
"Ummmm?" I asked her.
"'Course a teenie like you won't understand me" She said and stomped out.
To be honest I preferred teenie Laura better...
