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I went to Annie's house after that. I made sure that I called Carla-san before I went to her place so that I wouldn't get whacked by a broomstick when I get home. I drove my scooter. I offered for her to stay behind me and wrap her hands around my waist but she protested so now, she's in front of me and I look like a parent driving her toddler to kindergarten! I had to stand a bit(while driving WHICH IS SO SHIT!) so that my vision wouldn't be blocked by her silky and pale blond hair. I was so close to her, I felt like my boobs are getting squished on her back. I swear I saw Annie smirked as I watched on the side mirror as my chest pressed against her back due to driving difficulties.
Damn you, Annie.
I caught a whiff of vanilla from her so after that, I was pressing a little closer, probably squishing her more. The smell was just so addicting!
I saw Annie frown from the mirror, "Seriously?" She snorted, "After not talking to me for five years, you inch close to me to squish me with those huge lumps of meat you call 'breasts'? What? You wanna be my girlfriend now?"
I swear, we could've been in an accident after she said it but thank heavens, I was able to step on the brake. My face started to feel hot and I hated it. I don't like Annie. I don't love Annie. We're just friends who didn't talk to each other for five years...and I'm here, pressing my lumps of meat to Annie's back(which is her fault cos she doesn't want to be in the back) like a girlfriend who missed her due to a long distance relationship.
"Shut up, bish." I said as I revved forward.
I rested my chin on her head to annoy her more, "Know your place, midget."
Annie growled, "I'll break your chin. On three. One, two, three-"
I smacked her head and went down from the scooter, "You're not going down, huh?"
Annie shook her head, pouted her lips and crossed her arms, "Nuh-uh!"
I cringed, "Ew, that's so out of character."
"You pressing your meat to my back was out of character too!" She shot back.
Okay, Annie sounded so whiny. Probably because she wants to annoy me and get on my nerves for not talking to her. She's just messing with me.
"Off you go from my scooter."
"No."
"Go."
"No."
I huffed, "What? You want us to go like Iron Man and Captain America on this one?"
Annie slid down from my scooter, "I don't wanna be like Captain America."
She walked away as I parked my scooter behind the huge gate (huge gate with those ornaments that are so symmetrical in both sides, its annoying.) of her house but her house wasn't near the gate. This blond chick is so filthy rich. Well, her parents are. I followed her after parking my beloved scooter.
"So," I began, catching her attention, "Why is it that you don't want to be Captain America?"
She was humming a tune as I asked her that. Her black school shoes crunched the random twigs and leaves that happened to be on her way. I looked at her. She looked sad and lonely. Well, she does look lonely every time but this lonely and sad was worse than she was when we were in elementary. She kind of felt dead to me and when I try to walk beside her and say nothing, it's like she's not really there. It's like she's not beside me. She's fading like the witches who run away before the sun rises to bite their skin.
I concentrated on the path we were treading, staring at it like I'm having a staring contest against it. Trees were everywhere except the path. They illuminated shadows that protected us from the heat. The wind was cool and everything was quiet. I could hear the birds chirping their spring song, thanking God for ending the winter. I touched my scarf, feeling it.
"What's wrong with your scarf, "She finally spoke, "Does it smell like shit now?"
I nearly choked in my own saliva. Gosh, Annie's getting too dank and too surprising. In a depressing way, I guess.
"No, it doesn't."
She chuckled, "I could get it washed by Martha."
My heart skipped a beat(wow, this statement is so overused), I didn't know who's Martha. Is Martha her girlfriend?(Hey, why am I wondering about that?) Her mom? Her aunt? Her female private tutor? Her female cousin? Her grandma?
And I hate for feeling that way.
"We're here at my parents' house." She said with a voice that sounded so dead.
Their house was huge. In fact, its a mansion. It was a traditional mansion with red roofs and brick walls. There was a fountain in front of it. The fountain was designed with a mermaid on the center. She was beautiful but sadly, she's made of marble. She sat at the center, combing her hair with a golden comb. Pearls circled her head like a crown. From her eyes were tears, which was actually the fountain water. Wow, the creator of this fountain must be very sad.
"Pretty isn't she?" Another dead voice said but it wasn't Annie's.
I turned behind me to see another midget. She's so small. She's like probably just 4 feet and 6 inches! But the jokes stop there. She has silver hair(or maybe its just very, very pale blond hair) and brown eyes that glittered against the sunlight. Her lips were naturally pink. The pink that looks just right. In short, (pun intended) this second midget is beautiful too.
I swallowed back my laughter, "Yeah, she's so pretty."
I mean you, Ms. Stranger. My head giggled.
The small female turned to Annie, "Welcome home, Your Majesty."
I can't believe I was just ignored by the midget!
Annie's eyebrows furrowed, "Shut up, Martha. I'm not a princess."
Annie walked past me and Martha and went straight for the door.
"Oh," I mused, "So this is Martha?"
"Yeah!" Annie answered from inside which required some shouting since I wouldn't be able to hear her response. Kind of irks me how she heard my voice from inside.
"Guest," Martha addressed me, "You must get in before the cold bites you."
"But its not cold-" I tried to protest but Martha was already pushing my back towards the open door.
"I insist." She said firmly and got in with me and banged(such a bad imagery! tee hee) the door shut.
Everything was huge and I don't wanna describe the place because I don't know what to call all the grandiose things I saw with my eyes. Boom! Nailed it!
I saw Annie sitting on a very fancy chair(something very old but legit and royal chair), looking very empty and probably wondering what's for supper. Her chin rested on her fist.
"Master," Martha walked towards her, "Why so glum?"
Annie shook her shoes off, "I'm always like this. What's the big deal?"
"But you have a visitor." Martha answered.
Annie shook her head, making her blond locks dance with the motion. "I don't care about my visitor."
"Master!" Martha snapped.
"Would you stop treating me like a baby? I'm sick of it!"
Their argument went on in front of me and I'm just standing here, looking like an idiot.
I felt awkward, listening to their bickering. They're like toddlers. At least, to me since I'm the tallest one here. As I listened to their debate(and still looking like an idiot), I found out that Annie's parents were already separated and are fighting for her custody and since they didn't want Annie to feel stressed, they left her in Martha's care. Poor Annie. Poor Martha for being stuck with such a sassy (but hot) brat.
I stood there for like thirty minutes and they were done with their rants.
"Okay," Martha said, breaking the argument, "I shall make dinner."
"Make me some spaghoot." Annie demanded, still with a dead voice.
"Master, 'spaghoot' doesn't exist." Martha turned to Annie with a stern look.
"Um, excuse me?" I tried to interrupt, "May I take a seat? My legs are very sore."
"Spaghoot." Annie answered.
I tilted my head, "Eh? Is that a yes or a no?"
"Master Annie!" Martha retorted, "No 'spaghoots' for you!"
Okay, I was just actually forgotten. Am I turning into a ghost? I looked at my hands as if to check if I'm turning into a skeleton like Miguel from Disney's Coco. I didn't look like skeleton. I still have flesh and skin.
"Fine," Annie grumbled, "If no spaghoots, then I'm having pudding."
"Pudding is not dinner!"
And they argued again.
Guess I'm not eating dinner here.
Okay, guys. So my OC is finally here! Lel, she was made by me and somebodyinearth
lel, okay that sounded weird but I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter!
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