CRYA
The period was soon over, and as I moved to get out my seat, Dora was already scrambling out the door before I could even say her name. grabbing my books in hands, I ran after her, onlookers probably ready to see if I was about to humiliate my sister, taking off after me. I see her making a beeline straight through the next turn. I would soon get her. Taking the turn too, just as she's catching herself from falling due to bumping into someone.
I gripped her hands keeping her from falling then I grabbed the guy's shirt, pulling him up as he stands on his toes now. His eyes widened as he caught sight of me, "Watch where you're going next time!" I growled out to him, then shoved him off. Turning to Dora, I see her own eyes widened. "Dora? Are you okay?"
Seeming to come out of it, she sets her face back to neutral, "yeah, Cy." As if remembering she's ignoring me, she starts to get out of my hold again, but I move my hands around her shoulders, and pull her in a hug so we're walking in steps, next to each other. Then I ask her, "avoiding your adorable brother, little rotten sister?"
Rolling her eyes at me, she says, "Yes, and you're not the least bit adorable."
Huh, the audacity of this annoyingly ugly creature! "So, you're suggesting I'm not adorable at all, only hot? Hmm. That works too. It's just too bad you didn't take on any of the family's good looks, just their bad.... everything."
I watch her go still, her face morphing from one of disgust to being angry. She turns her head to me, then growling she shoves me backwards, barely. And I start laughing at her. I go back to putting my hands around her, as we get closer to class. She stills once again as we keep walking, then finally, she breaks the silence. "Why'd you have to do what you did to Lia during lunch?"
Turning she looks at me, I smile at her. "Really Dora, That's why you're avoiding your brother?"
Now she looks guilty, well damn, that wasn't my intent. She fixes her look, "What's going to happen now?"
"Well, I'll be having some fun all week, since we both got detention." I told her laughing.
"Cyra, you could have avoided this. Then you both wouldn't be in this. It's only her second day you know."
I frowned at her. "It seems like you feel sorry for your new friend more than your brother Dora, I mean, you do know she started it today. So, clearly from what I'm understanding here, you're choosing your friend over your brother."
At this point, we were both already in class, as I stared at my sister who was mad at me for telling on her friend and getting us both in trouble. This was all for fun. So, I don't even know why she was mad at me, but I didn't appreciate her choosing someone over me, her own brother. That hurt. She was feeling sorry for someone else and not me.
I was feeling red hot anger, and it was all because of my sister and mostly, it was because of Lia. I mean, my own sister chose her over me, I have no chill right now, because I'm just not over that little fact, nor do I think I will be for a while. It's like all the torture I had planned for the little tigress, I didn't even feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins as it was just ten minutes ago.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Dora turned away from my stare, smiling and as I turned to see who she was smiling at, there I saw her, Lia and Esme at the door. I was mad at everyone now, with one last look at Dora, I moved to the farthest corner of the room as Esme and Lia approached us.
I took a seat next to someone, not bothering to spare a glance to whomever it is. As they start to speak, I turn to them and with one glance I shut them up, banning them from saying whatever they were about to say. Turns out it was a girl, and she looked so scared, I felt sorry for about two seconds that I instilled a little more fear in her, then I remembered why I was mad in the first place and forgot all about her.
I stared at Dora and Esme and their new friend, thinking if I stared hard enough, then I'd burn a hole through their back or through their head. What made this all the funnier and in turn make me feel like an ass, was the fact that the three of them were talking and laughing among themselves completely unaware of my suffering in silence, which just made me all the more pissed at them all.
As soon as class was over, I walked straight to the library taking the wagon and making my way to the first class. I start to pick up the books in the first row. Dumping them in the wagon, it wasn't right for me to take my anger out on the books or the wagon. They would have to bear my deathly silent wrath until the offenders take responsibility for the crimes, they have committed against me, and oh, how they've wronged me!
As I'm busy with my thoughts, I almost missed the fact that someone had entered the room and was now with me. Pulling the wagon over to the next side, I start to pick up the books. Realizing I forgot about the intruder, I swivel my head around to stare. To say I was not happy with the person whom I was met with, would be an understatement.
I was not happy with her here even though she was expected, I was pissed at her for coming between my sister and I. It would have been better if she just avoided me as of this second, but of course not. She just started forward instead, trying to act all cute, calling me her detention partner. I admired her for putting on a strong front while she was nervous as hell.
Could tell by the way she laughed, it didn't sound genuine, but it didn't sound fake either, there was even a slight hitch in her voice.
"You're late," I growled at her with a hard stare. Then she had to call me blabbermouth, making my already pissed off self even more resentful towards her and this whole situation. This same situation which had completely been turned around from what it originally was meant to be.
Dropping the handle of the wagon, I stalked towards her, moving backwards until she hit the back of a chair nearly going down with it. God, what was with this girl, she was so clumsy. It was like she was passionate about falling over, bumping into people, and making friends with the floor and walls. I almost roll my eyes at her stupidity once again.
I grabbed and pulled her forward before she could fall. Getting into her face, I ask, well no, more like growled, "What are you insinuating, little tigress?"
Looking terrified, she stumbles out that she wasn't insinuating anything. Good, at least she was frightened of me, it was best for her.
"Well, it seems to me, you just called me a blabbermouth, and I don't appreciate that." I said, then pushed her away.
Of course, I was careful to not let her be friends with the floor, for what? This is like the fifth or tenth or one hundredth time, I honestly don't know, I lost count as the day went on.
As she started to save herself, I interrupted her, "Save it!" Then I walked away and continued to pick up the books. I didn't bother to check to see if she was following me or not, but I felt her presence around me so she must have been picking up books too.
At least she knew what was right for her and kept her distance, because I was ready to pounce on her again, and this time, I would really hurt her, with my words, obviously! What were you guys thinking? I was not a hotheaded violent jackass.... who got out of control.... one too many times.
Just like that, in complete silence and socially distanced, we moved from class to class and got all the books. All too soon we were done and at the library, signing the detention sheet, adding our names to the list. I really enjoyed sneaking glances at the little tigress, and every time she catches me, she quickly looks away, deemed frightened and distances herself from me even more. All I did was grin at her and that scared her even more, as she started slowing her steps.