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I don’t know when my problem started. It might’ve been when my father, Shane Milch, tried to make me and my annoying little sister, Can-Dee, to go out more so that he could hang out with his boyfriend or whatever. (But I forgive Parker, his boyfriend, because he’s nice, and he gives us candy.) Or when I said that was a terrible idea. Or when Can-Dee agreed and said school would be a better waste of time (since we were homeschooled).
All that led to this moment in time, when our father looked upon me and my sister with a certain mirth in his eyes as he began to speak
“You two are so right! You should go not waste your time sitting around having fun at a park! It would never be as fun as going to school for once!” And I could tell we had just dug a hole we would never get out of. But Can-Dee didn’t seem to realize she had no way out.
“WHAT?!” she screamed. She had a habit of being a lot louder than she needed to be.
“What do you mean by ‘what’? Didn’t you say school would be better?” He knew what he was doing. And I did too.
She was going to throw a tantrum. Keep in mind that she should literally be a freshman in high school this year.
I walked out of that room as fast as I could. I did not want to be a part of that.
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When I was all done getting ready for bed, I walked over to my bed and sat down. I got out my laptop and started playing a game on it (Google Solitaire if you must know, I have an unhealthy obsession with playing it).
About half an hour later I heard a knock on my door.
“Come in!” I yelled, setting down my very beautifully decorated laptop with stickers galore. I loved stickers, and keychains, and pins. Vehemently so. They were my way to express myself without going out in public and screaming “I’m gay,” or “I’m into this nerdy book series,” or something stupid like that. Who the hell would scream that in public?
My father opened the door, and smiled at me. “I was talking around with my friends, and well, I think I might’ve found a school you two might like.”
I sighed dramatically. I didn’t want to go to any school in general, but if it was any school, I would have to choose the one that my friends go to.
I've been there a few times before. For celebrations and stuff, but I never thought about enrolling. My friend Natasha brought me to their prom last year. We weren’t dating, Natasha just didn’t want to go with any of the people asking her, so she asked me to go as a friend. Overall it was really fun, and I would go again if she asked me. But, I guess now she doesn’t have to since this year I’m gonna be a student there anyways.
“Alrighty, well, make sure you’re ready to go shopping tomorrow,” he huffed a laugh at my expression, which was a mix of despair and excitement because I did not wanna go shopping with Can-Dee. “And don’t worry, I’ll take Can-Dee with me to get school supplies, and you can shop for clothes.” I sighed and muttered a quiet thank you as he walked out the door.
I got out my phone and went to our group chat. It was pinned on my phone, so even if we hadn’t talked in weeks, (which never happened because Pavel was always blowing up our phones with pictures of ‘cute couples’ at the school) It would be in the same spot all the time.
The Preppylicious Arsonists
‘im not gay, he’s just hot’:
guess who’s enrolling at ur guys’ school this year…
literally cupid:
Uhmmmmm… idk, Tom Holland??
i♡will♡fight♡u♡bitch:
no u dingus, it’s obviously Blake
i bite :3:
WAIT WHATTTTT??
i♡will♡fight♡u♡bitch:
ye, my dad told me
literally cupid:
oh
‘im not gay, he’s just hot’:
yeah, well, good night. i need to get a lot of rest if
i’m going shopping for clothes tomorrow
i♡will♡fight♡u♡bitch:
omg u should let us come!!
literally cupid:
yeahh!! that sounds fun!!
i bite :3:
I’LL HAVE TO TELL MY MOM, BUT I’M
COMING TOO!!
‘im not gay, he’s just hot’:
is ur phone stuck on caps lock or smth??
there’s no way you should be this energetic
about going to the mall with me. :’D
I know I'm amazing, but I didn't know I was
of that much pulchritudinousness
but anyways byeee!! i’ll see u all at the mall tmr?
i♡will♡fight♡u♡bitch:
yupp! see u tmr. gn
literally cupid:
see yall tmr then. good night!
i bite :3:
GOOD NIGHT. SEE U ALL TOMORROW!
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I set my phone down on my bedside table and took a breath. Tomorrow was going to be an excruciatingly long day. I hadn’t mentioned to my friends that my little sister Can-Dee was coming too!! But it’ll be alright because my father is coming as well, so I can wander off with my friends as we search for some clothes for school.
Luckily for me, the school didn’t have a uniform, so that gave me total creative freedom. I could put together the most amazing outfit with my dad’s credit card, and a mall to go find clothes. This is going to be so much fun. Arguably the most fun part of preparing for school.
I’ve taken on the job of finding both me and my sister some clothes for school with my friends, while she and father run off to find the actual school supplies.
My eyes start to get heavy as I think about outfits to put together, and which shops to visit. I let them fall, and I’m pulled into a peaceful dreamless sleep.
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When I woke up, my sister, Can-Dee was hunched over my phone reading something. I immediately snapped out of my sleepy haze and snatched my phone out of her hands.
“Hey! Why are you on my phone?” I ask as I take a look at it myself. She was just looking at my group chat messages.
“What? Got something to hide from me on it?” She smirked. I knew what she was doing.
“No, but it’s still my phone. You have your own.” I sighed, rubbing my temples. She could be so annoying sometimes.
“Sorry, not sorry!” She grinned. “You said we were going shopping today??” Her eyes lit up with enthusiasm.
I sighed and set down my phone. “Yeah, but you’re going with dad for supplies,”
She pouted for a second, but then looked at me with a cunning expression plastered on her face. “So that means I can get you whatever nerdy fandom notebooks and pencil cases I find??”
“Not unless you wanna have to play chess all by yourself.” I smirked. Chess was a very loved game in our family, and it got pretty competitive. Usually to practice, Can-Dee would challenge me to a chess game. She would usually lose, since I was more experienced than her, but there were those few times that she had won because I was really tired.
The mirth in her eyes faded as she went back to pouting. She muttered a quick “fine” as she stomped off to her room, or to complain to dad.
I still had to get changed, so I got up and rummaged through my closet until I could find something nice.
I found a pair of thick black and dark purple boots, black cargo pants with a black and purple belt to make it fancy, a black shirt with purple details on it, and a purple polo that was unbuttoned so you could see the shirt underneath. Seemed like a pretty nice outfit to wear to the mall (to buy even MORE clothes!).
I said bye to my cat as one does because who doesn’t say goodbye to their cat.
And after saying bye, I started my way down the stairs to my kitchen. I saw my dad downstairs, still in his pajamas, and gave him a confused look.
“Why are you still dressed in your pajamas??” He glanced down at his own clothes as if he had forgotten they were on and grimaced.
“About that… well… I decided I was not up for going shopping today, but I didn’t want to disappoint you, so I’m having Parker go with you instead.” I smiled. I liked Parker. Can-Dee, however, did not. Anything that gets her less attention from people she’s close to pisses her off. Parker was one of those things. It was a fact. And when she heard the news, that fact was apparent. She threw a tantrum about how she didn’t want to go shopping with him. I did, but I wouldn’t since I was old enough and my dad trusted me. So I wasn’t the one he was going to watch over. He came to watch over Can-Dee, and good grief, this was going to be a very long car ride to the mall.
I ran back up to my room to grab my headphones after I ate breakfast. I did not want to listen to my sister’s ranting on the way there.
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After the grueling ride to the mall, I got out, and immediately spotted my friends. How could I not? They dress horribly, minus Natasha. And I literally would help them if I could, but I can’t because it would be a burden to help two people pick their outfits for the day in the morning when I need to pick my own. And I’ll be in a terrible mood and tired, so I wouldn’t be much of a help anyways. But for festivities and stuff, I help with that.
I approached them, and they all greeted me. Natasha ran up to me and hugged me, holding me tight and practically squeezing me to death.
“We missed you so much!!” She said, releasing me a bit to look at my face. “We’re so happy you’re joining our school!!”
“Yeah, yeah, I missed you too, but could you let me go? You’re killing me!” One thing about Natasha was she was really strong, so whenever she was affectionate with any of us, we, most likely, got (at least a bit) hurt.
“Oh my gosh, yeah, I’m sorry!” She exclaimed, letting me go, as Cho and Pavel snickered. “Shut up,” she said, rolling her eyes, and they immediately got quiet. It’s never happened, but we all feel like if we disrespect Natasha, we might get hurt.
“Alrighty, since we’re all accounted for, let’s goooo!” I say, pushing Cho and Pavel into the mall and letting Natasha follow me. We walk to the first store in the mall. It’s Top Hopic!
As we walked in I saw two people walking out, who didn’t look like they would ever go to Top Hopic, well, the shorter one didn’t look like he would, but the taller one kinda did. I locked eyes with the shorter one for a second, but I doubt that meant anything. I think. Anyways, the taller one was wearing a patterned yellow skirt, a white top, and a blue cardigan. The shorter one’s outfit caught my attention. He was wearing ripped jeans that had cute star patterns on them, a blue Bears In Trees band tee, and a white jacket, with light blue star patterns on it.
Regardless, we walked into the store and immediately were greeted with makeup of many dark colors, and tees from shows and movies. I wasn’t looking for that for me though, you see, I was looking for Can-Dee. There’s this one show that she was absolutely OBSESSING over, so of course I had to get her a tee. And of course accessories because who doesn’t love accessories?
I used to love going to Top Hopic, but now I just go there to get accessories. My sister, however, has only been there once and fell in love. So that’s why I’m here.
“Remind me again why we’re in the Top Hopic?” Pavel asked, since he didn’t know I was shopping for my sister too.
“I’m shopping for Can-Dee too, not just for me.” I smiled when I found a tee of the show she liked. “She needs a wardrobe upgrade,” My sister might be pretty annoying most of the time, but I still loved her. She was still my little sister, and nothing could change that. I usually didn’t let that more sentimental version of me show much, but I know she knows it. She’s seen me be like that before, when we were still at the center, so she knows I’m there for her if she needs anything.
{I said center because my hc is that they were adopted, and they were not actual siblings, but they got along well at the adoption center, and so when Can-Dee was being adopted, she wouldn’t let the person take her unless they took Blake too, that led to many people declining and not adopting them, but when Shane said okay, they were both taken aback, but then they officially got adopted.}
I wove around the isles and found some red and black leg warmers, a necklace with a shiny clay apple charm, a reddish pink tinted lip gloss, a red plaid skirt, and a purple tinted lip gloss. (for myself of course, you think I’m only getting her makeup?)
I went to check out and saw a strawberry blonde short person, who kinda looked familiar. “Hey, aren’t you Parker Vale’s friend? I think I’ve seen you before,” I said, as they looked up from the stuff they were checking out.
{it’s strawberry crepe cookie btw, if you couldn’t tell :]}
“Hm? Oh yeah, you’re that Shane guy’s kid, right?” I could tell they really didn’t care or want to talk, so I just nodded. They just went back to checking out my stuff. Natasha gave me a look that probably meant something like ‘what kind of interaction was that?’, and I shrugged my shoulders.
It’s not like I expected them to react like they were a friend I hadn’t seen in so long, but I didn’t expect them to react like that. I don’t know, it’s kinda weird.
After we left the Top Hopic, we went along through other (unnamed) stores, and got plenty of clothes. When we finished all of our shenanigans, I got out my phone to text Parker that we were done.
After I texted him we all decided to go to the ice cream place in the mall, Shivers, while we waited for Can-Dee and Parker. I got a Red Velvet flavored ice cream, Pavel got a Cotton Candy flavored ice cream (ewww, I don’t know how anyone can eat that), Natasha got chocolate, and Cho got a sort of coffee flavor. I also got a vanilla flavor one for Can-Dee because I knew she would complain if I got one and she didn’t. When they arrived, I said bye to my friends and they got in Natasha’s car.
{yes Natasha can drive because in this story she was held back a grade and they’re old enough to drive, and they all could, she just had the fanciest car}
We walked over to Parker’s car, a PT Cruiser, and unpacked all the supplies. When we got in the car, Can-Dee seemed to be in a much better mood. I sat shotgun, so I pulled out my phone to plug into the aux cord. But before I plugged it in I asked because Parker was so polite, and I wanted to be polite to him.
“Yes, of course,” he replied, almost instantly, with a grin. So I plugged my phone in, and went to my playlist. I clicked on it and the first song that played was ‘Boys Don’t Cry’ by Cure. {I love that song sm omg}
The next song that played was ‘Tongues and Teeth’ by The Crane Wives. {ONE OF MY FAVORITE BANDS HOLY CRUDD} And then ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’ by Queen. {if you don’t know Queen, it’s over bud}
Next thing I know we got home, and we were all getting out. It was pretty late since we stayed there for almost half the day. (That’s pretty long now that I think about it.) When we walked into the house we were greeted by a very bored looking dad, watching television.
“Hey Dad, we’re back,” I said, walking up to him. He hugged me and Can-Dee, then turned to Parker and gave him a kiss. Me and Can-Dee made eww noises, and Dad stuck out his tongue at us. Parker just smiled and said, “Don’t worry, you’ll both have love like this when you’re older,” {foreshadowing???} Can-Dee grimaced at his words, she didn’t like to think about loving anyone. But his words made me think about it. Maybe I would love someone one day. Who knows?
I don’t think about it often, but it’s nice to think about. I liked a few people before middle school, but during middle school and now, those ‘crushes’ have vanished. But maybe, just maybe, I’ll find someone at this school.
That was all I thought about as I got ready for bed. When I got in bed, I set my cat on my lap and got on my phone. I decided I would text my friends because they know lots about love, especially Pavel, for some reason.
The Preppylicious Arsonists
‘im not gay, he’s just hot’:
heya guys
literally cupid:
wtf do u want
i was abt 2 go 2 bed twinn
i bite :3:
YEA ME 2
‘im not gay, he’s just hot’:
what abt tasha?
is she up???
i bite :3:
NAHHH, I THINK SHE’S ALREADY ASLEEP
WAIT NVM
SHE TEXTED ME SHE’S AWAKE, BUT SHE DOESNT WANNA DEAL WITH OUR SHENANIGANS
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??
literally cupid:
oh buddy,
i think she means she doesn’t wanna put up with our annoying asses
‘im not gay, he’s just hot’:
nvm, ig i’ll jst text yall tmr
shit
tmr’s the first day of school
fuck
nvm
i’ll talk to yall tmr then
gn
literally cupid:
hey, ur right
welp
see yall tmr
hope yall dream of scary shit
i bite :3:
HEYY THATS MEAN
GN
CAN SOMEONE HELP ME WITH THIS PLS
i♡will♡fight♡u♡bitch:
yeahh, i can
gn
see yall tmr
oh shit even u blake
see all of u tmr
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I set my phone down and shift to a comfortable spot to sleep. In the process of me moving, my cat got up, and I frantically made a move to grab her before she left for her cat tree. After I got both of us situated, I closed my eyes and was pulled into another night of dreamless sleep.