Chapter 2

Juli twitched her eyes, patting on the other side of the bed for me to sit. Why do I have to have this kind of pestering sister? She was a bone in my neck who wanted every one of her wishes granted.

"No if and but Lily, you are definitely..." I cut her off placing my palm on my ears, "Blah blah blah!" I spat out childishly.

"Get a life Juli," I said and she chuckled.

"This is painful, you know Lily, did you just call me jobless?" She feigned hurt and I stuck out my tongue for her.

"You know, none of this will obviously move me, not at all!" I muttered , sticking my tongue out for her.

"But seriously, you are seventeen Lily and you haven't gotten a boyfriend for yourself," She said.

"A round of applause for you Julie, tell me how many accolades people got for having a boyfriend!" I asked her.

Why does someone have to have a boyfriend? And most importantly what are the benefits of having a boyfriend?

"You haven't had your first kiss lily, not that it is bad but this is a new place for a change, you know?" Juliana lamented.

"You don't have to let the past haunt you, I mean..." She trailed off.

I frowned at her, "You don't have to remind me, I know this is a new place for a change but..." I trailed off.

I was glad we actually moved here, memories of what happened in Florida still affected me. I felt guilty and responsible for everything. If I hadn't made any sound to get noticed, just maybe Dominique wouldn't have revealed herself.

"No if and but liliana, you are definitely getting a boyfriend and if you don't do that soon, I'm gonna tell the gods of boyfriend on you!" She threatened and I chuckled.

"Are you done?" I asked her. When was the god of boyfriend created? Juliana always has a way to make someone laugh.

"I'm guessing the god of boyfriends was created by you right?" I asked her, raising my brows at her.

"I don't know, you will find out soon and I pray for you, that the gods of boyfriend find you this year!" She chanted as if she was speaking in tongues.

"Juliana Elizabeth Lim!" I squealed.

"Liliana Rose Lim!" She retorted and we both laughed out loud, holding unto our stomach.

There was no better sister I would ask for, she was my very best friend and the best of all I knew in this world.

I came across a photo album on the floor and I wondered why it was left here. I picked it up and curiosity to see pictures stucked me.

Lying on my bed, I opened the album as I took a look at pictures of myself when I was younger. A smile crept unto my face as I looked at the images. Just as I was about to get sleepy, I came across a picture of me when I was in grade seven.

A drop of tears rolled down my cheek as I saw a picture of Dominique. It was a picture we took when the first term came to an end with the rest of the class.

We were both not smiling in the picture but instead we glared at one another. Dominique might have been one of my rivals but she was indeed a friend at the same time.

We were childhood friends before we both started to be competitive and eventually turned against one another to become the best.

"Liliana!" Juliana's voice brought me out of my reverie. Juliana squealed while dancing her way into my room.

"Which of these outfits do you think fits?" She asked me, showing me two outfits, one was held on her right hand while the other on her left hand. I quickly closed the album as I got off the bed.

I looked at the dresses, "How about you ask someone else, anyone I pick would obviously be what you don't want!" I said dryly, walking back to lie on my bed.

"Can you be happy for me for once, I get you are angry you don't have a boy..." I cut her off.

"One more word about the BF word and I'm throwing you out of my room," I threatened.

Juliana gasped, "I am going to un-sister you right this instance!" She blurted out.

I chuckled, "You have done that almost every time and where were we?" I asked her.

She frowned and walked out of my room in childish ways that made me laugh.

I wasn't going to ever trade her for anyone at any time.

I didn't feel the urge to follow my mother to our neighbors house, not one bit. I wondered  how the people were going to be like, were they going to be nice or not?, Were they actually good people because most people are nice and not good.

I waited patiently behind my mother as she rang the bell waiting for our neighbors to open the door.

Dennis was busy typing on his phone, he literally didn't want to be here, my mother forced the both of us, she was always firm with her words.

"Hey!" A nice voice from a beautiful lady that looked the same age as my mother spoke as soon as she opened the door.

"Hello," My mother greeted with a smile on her face and both Dennis and I followed suit.

"I'm guessing you are our new Neighbors right?" She asked and my mother nodded.

"Opse! Mind my manners, kindly come in," She ushered us inside her house.

I swiftly looked around with my eyes. The house was similar to ours but the difference was theirs how their living room was set.

Their house was tiled too unlike ours that had maple wood flooring.

"Welcome to our humble home," She greeted. My mother collected the fruit basket from my hand and handed it to her.

"Oh, you need not, but thank you," She muttered.

"My name is Margaret," The woman introduced.

My mother smiled, " My name is Lilian and this is my daughter, Liliana," my mother said and I greeted Margaret. "Hello ma," I greeted.

"This is Dennis," My mother introduced Dennis. "Hello ma," Dennis said.

"Lovely children, I'm coming let me call mine," She said to us.

"Ricardo! Rose! Come downstairs," She shouted.

There was no sign of anyone and she shouted again, "Ricardo! Rose!"a young girl with a red scarf on her head in pyjamas came out. Whilst she walked downstairs I observed her, she looked like her mother, having the same face and exact height as her mother.

"Hello," she greeted when she saw both of us and my mother. We all returned the gestures, I noticed she had freckles peppered on her nose making her look cute.

"Where is your brother?" Margaret asked the girl named Rose.

"I am here!" a suave husky voice spoke.