TWO

"So let me get this straight, you got asked to prom by Shawn and you don't want to go?" Lisa asked for the thousandth time that evening.

We had begun our homework after having a quick lunch. She was sleeping over although it's a school night. Her parents weren't exactly a happy couple, they always fought and Lisa would come over to avoid the drama.

     She kept on distracting me even though I had a math homework that was killing me. I hated math, sure I always aced it but it didn't mean I enjoyed it. I looked up to her and twirled my pencil.

"Yes Lisa, Shawn is a jerk, I don't want to have anything to do with him." I looked down at the work I was doing and realized I'd gotten the answer, I squeaked in excitement. 

"Besides, this could all be a plan to humiliate me again. It wouldn't be the first time. And I sure as hell don't want to be any source of entertainment."

"Okay, if you're sure. But I don't think your sister should be the reason why you can't have any fun."  She let out a sigh.

      "Plus I'll be there the whole time. I'll make sure you don't take the spiked punch or make any mistakes."

  "Thank you but I think I'll pass. Sorry" I closed my books already tired of the conversation.

    I expected her to say more but she understood me enough to not press the issue any further. With that conversation over, I dragged myself to the bathroom eager to feel the hot water on my body.

I ran my bath and made bubbles. Walking to the mini bar at the corner besides my table, I picked a bottle of wine and a glass and went back to the tub.

I sit in the tub and let the water console me. It's been a rough week. Closing my eyes, I rest my head on the edge of the tub and let the events that unfolded that week fade away.

I didn't know when I fell asleep in the tub, I woke up and saw that the water was still warm so I knew didn't sleep for long. I grabbed my fluffy purple robe and left the bathroom.

   Lisa was also asleep. The books were under her head. I walked over and raised her head gently, removed the books and writing materials.

I walked to the other side and straightened the bed and carefully rolled her to the other side,  arranged the crumpled side and lay down 

Sleep didn't come easily for me. I tossed and turned for three hours, Shawn kept finding his way to my mind and it was getting really annoying.

When I finally felt like I could really sleep, my phone beeped, indicating I got a text.

"Who's texting me by this time? I don't remember giving anyone my number"

I picked the phone from the table and almost screamed.

Of all the random people who could have gotten my number the universe chose Fucking Shawn. I read the message that popped up...

"Hey, it's Shawn. You're probably wondering how I got your number.... I ain't telling you."

I rolled my eyes and sighed, of course he wouldn't tell me. I was suddenly feeling parched so I walked to the mini fridge besides the reading table and took out a bottle of water.

I opened it and took a sip, the cold liquid traveled down my throat and it calmed me a bit.

When I decided I had enough energy to read Shawn's message, I sat on my bed and began to read the message again.

"I'm just going to go straight to the point. I like you, I really do. You probably won't believe this but I've felt this way for a long time."

"Every time I tried to say something, you either looked like you are about to  kill someone or you're just not in the mood for anything."

Okay there's no way that's true. I smile.... well sometimes. Ugh whatever.

"All I want is a chance. Go out on a date with me.." I read the words aloud and paused.

"Oh hell no! this nigga be crazy. There is no way I'm going out with him"

   I was so mad I didn't bother to continue reading. I've had enough. I turned off the lamp, got under the covers and closed my eyes.

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"June, June wake up, it's morning." I could hear Lisa saying something but I was too sleepy to hear the words.

Getting straight As was harder to achieve than I thought. It took most of my sleep time.

   Usually I'd wake up from my three hours sleep if that's what you want to refer it as, and drag myself to the bathroom. My day was always spent in the same manner as the other.

Wake up, freshen up. Eat breakfast in my car to avoid my sister, try my very best not to doze off in class, meet Lisa at lunch, back to class, bell rings, drive home, homework,read, sleep and the next day it continues.

Yes my life was boring. I needed a little excitement, but I couldn't bring myself to let my guard down. Any slip and my sister gets to me.

   Jane wasn't always like this, we were inseparable when we were kids. We had different rooms but somehow always managed to wake up on the same bed.

On Christmas Eve we'd go to the mall with our nanny and secretly get each other gifts, and we would decorate the Christmas tree together with our parents. Usually she puts the star at the tip but she's let me put all the ornaments that our hands could reach so it would be fair, then we'd make a snowman.

It was a beautiful childhood until the Montegamy's moved in to the neighborhood. They were rich too but of course,  wealth couldn’t be compared  to my parents. They  had a mansion opposite ours.

    Their twin daughters Sasha and Trisha were both brats. They were on the same age group with Jane so it made sense that they became friends right away. Little by little I stopped seeing more of my sister.

Before Sasha and Trisha arrived, Jane and I loved reading books, we visited our library everyday and sometimes had lunch there. After the twins arrived Jane began to change, she almost never had time for me.

  When Jane celebrated her twelfth birthday, I never saw her at all. And when I eventually did, she'd walk pass me or brush me off like I was nothing. She scolded me for every little thing I did and wanted me to do things her way.

Slowly I began to see that our childhood was over. I didn't want to believe it, not until the night she had a slumber party.

She had bad grades and had to repeat the class with most of her friends, so we automatically we were both class mates.

  She uninvited me to her party personally.

  "Look here dweeb, I'm having a sleepover tonight and I want you every where but the third floor. I don't want my friends to suffer the sight of you." She pointed her perfectly manicured fingers to me.

I rolled my eyes not caring if she saw me or not. It's not like I wanted to see her obnoxious friends.

  Whoops, she saw me roll my eyes. She gave me a killer glare and grabbed my hair in her fist.

  "I'm not joking, if you ruin this night for me, I'm going to make sure you see hell" she let me go when she felt I understood.

  I stood there and touched the place she yanked. That moment I wondered how Rapunzel survived every time the witch climbed her hair.

  I walked silently to my room and opened the mini fridge, I made an ice bag and put it in my head. The pain I was feeling didn't have anything to do with the headache already brewing.

   My very own sister just gripped my hair and threatened me. As if that wasn't proof enough,when I tried to leave my room, I found that it was locked from outside.

   I stared at the door absentmindedly, somehow the situation hadn't clicked yet. I tried opening the door over and over again but it didn't budge. Feeling the exhaustion seeping in, I walked to the bathroom and took my bath.

  When I took my bath, memories of how close we used to be surfaced and I cried. Even after the bath, I laid on my bed and continued crying. It was clear our relationship was over.