𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫
𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟓
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐎𝐟 𝐂'𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲
𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐀𝐓𝐋 𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡.
𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞: 𝟏𝟐:𝟓𝟓 𝐩.𝐦.

You figured you'd get to C's house a few minutes early just so Azula wouldn't have to wait so long for you. You quickly hopped out of your old red BMW convertible and trotted up to the front door. You gave it three knocks and all you heard was a bunch of running and clatter, containers being knocked over and even someone falling.

The wooden door swung open and you were greeted with C, who looked like he freshly woken up with a hairbrush in his hand. His eyes hung low and since his shirt was off, leaving him in only sweatpants, the dove tattoo on his left pec stood out.

While you were checking him out, C's eyes scattered all over your outfit, which was just biker shorts and a baggy graphic shirt with a spray painted design on it. You came out of your daze though, when you remembered what you actually came for. "Azula. Is Azula ready ?"

Your question bought him out of his daydreaming too. Truth be told, he didn't know. C was up all last night making runs that he didn't make while you were with him. Driving all over the county and even to a few places outside of it. By the time he got home, it was around 1 a.m. Usually, he would've called it a night there but he got a call from one of the many girls in his phone.

Thinking that it was only because she wanted to buy off of him, he went to her house. Come to find out, it was a ploy because she wanted to.. you know. One thing led to another but right as they were about to do the do, C stopped.

Something he never done before. He was even shocked himself. There was something stopping him from having sex that night but he couldn't put his finger on it. In conclusion, he was too tired to wake up on time to get his sister ready. So, Azula was his alarm clock this morning. And ever since then, they've been struggling. "You wanna know the truth or-"

You sucked your teeth and pushed past him into the house. "Which way's her room ?"you ask.

C points to a door down the hall from the kitchen and begins to walk behind you. You walked quietly to her door, that was painted a baby pink color and knocked three times. You heard little footsteps and sniffles approach the door before Azula opens it. Her hair was in a "bun" but her hair still scattered all over her head, showing what must've been taking them so long.

It was clear that she was frustrated since she was crying and the grip that she had on her doll was a deadly one. Memories of how you struggle with your thick hair filled your head so you figured you could spare time to help her.

"Gimme,"you say softly, walking into her room and taking the brush from C's hand before he went to what you assumed was his room. She went to go sit at her little desk as you stood over her and styled her hair. She flinched and winced a few times as you brushed through her hair and used the products she had sprawled out all over the room to pull her hair into a single puff.

"See ? Just had to take your time," you say placing the brush onto her desk.

"You're way better than Beaver," she commented, grabbing the Moana doll she had yesterday.

Beaver ? "Azula stop calling me that," you hear C groan as he walked into the room. He took a brief look at his sister's hair before looking back at you. "I mean it's aight."

"Apparently it's better than what you do, Beaver- Wait why you all dressed up ?" It didn't take long for you to notice the outfit that he threw together.

"Because.. I'm tagging along," he said shoving his hands into his pockets and giving you an awkward smile. Your brown orbs pierced straight through his soul, intimidating him. "Just for my sister. She has separation anxiety. Because we're always together. Right ZuZu ?"

Azula's face contorted into a confused one. "What ? We never hang ou-"

"Poor thing the stress from the thought of being without me must've got to her." C picked up his sister, squeezing her in a hug. "It's okay ZuZu. I'm coming with you."

You rolled your eyes and started walking out of the door with the two of them following. Since you were already in front of them, you didn't hear the negotiation taking place. "I couldn't breathe," Azula scolded her brother.

"I'm sorry-"

"It was supposed to be me and (y/n). Why are you coming ?"

C looked at you and back at her. "Can you keep a secret ?" Azula nodded. "I want to get closer (y/n)."

"Why ?" Azula looked upset as she asked this question.

"What do you mean why ?"

"Never mind."

"Great ! Don't worry we'll have a bunch of fun." C held out his hand for the little girl to hold. She did hesitantly and walked with him out to your car. You were there already starting to adjust yourself in the driver's seat.

When they hopped in, you were quick to start your drive. The two of them were oblivious to where they were going. So , when you guys eventually got there, they were blown away. Actually Azula was. C ? Not so much.

See at first since you thought it would be just a girls day, you stayed up the night before asking JuJu and Bryson what to do. You'd figured they'd be experts since they have little sisters. After about an hour of the three of you bringing up and shutting down ideas, you decided taking her to the nail salon would be good.

But it wasn't just her.

Azula was quick to spring out of the car and grab onto your hand, which startled you a bit. However, you let her hold on. C walked behind the two of you and watched as this one thing made his sister so happy.

On a normal day, Azula wasn't exactly the happiest of children. Mostly because she was alone all the time. Between one parent being gone, the other being locked up, grandmother in the hospital, and two brothers always having their own thing going on. Nobody ever seemed to have time for Azula. Some days she'd be okay. Watched tv and put whatever snack together her little hands could reach. But on other days, she would be playing with her dolls, making up a family life she'd never have.

That's why every time a girl would come over the house, Azula was quick to introduce herself. She thought maybe then she'd get a playmate or even someone to give her the time of day. But each time they wouldn't, just head back to C's room or back out the door. This is why she took such a liking to you. You actually were the only one who didn't act as if she was some voice to ignore. You treated Azula like a Princess. And that's all she ever wanted.

Now with this being said, don't think her brothers were complete assholes. On the days C wasn't busy, he would make Dj tag along with him and Azula to whatever fun day he planned. But those days were rare. Not because they didn't want to, though.

"Wanna get matching nails ?" Azula asked, wiggling her fingers as she imagined all the pretty colors she would get.

In all honesty, you were scared to say yes. But you let your pride go and agreed. She squealed and stopped right before the two of you guys got to the door. Azula looked back and reached her hand back to C for him to hold. He did a little jog and latched his hand onto hers.

Once the three of you got into the salon, a lady pointed you and Azula to your reserved chairs to start your mani-pedis. C stayed back and just watched since he wasn't apart or the reservation.

Or so you mf thought.

You found it odd how Azula started laughing in the middle of your conversation, at the sound of the massage chair next to you starting up. So you turned your head ever so carefully and was greeted with the sight of C with one cucumber in his mouth and one on his eye, beginning his own mani-pedi. "What ? I've had a stressful morning."

You suck your teeth and laugh before turning back to Azula to talk to her. She asked you all sorts of questions. Like how you learned to skate, your favorite color, your favorite princess, the whole nine yards. All while C just watched in admiration. You seemed genuinely interested in everything she had to say. You didn't cut her off. You didn't talk about yourself unless she was done. You listened. And that's all anyone ever needs. And it was definitely not what C expected from a former private school girl like yourself.

"Beaver ? BEAVER !" Azula shouted to get her brothers attention. It quickly snapped him back to reality as he looked at both of you. You guys held up one of your painted hands, revealing a matching set of pastel pink nails. "Like em ?"

C nodded quickly. "They look so pretty," he gasped. "Azula you picked this out ?" She nodded so he gasped again. "You need to be a stylist !" She giggled, holding one hand up to cover her little laugh.

"Is that C ?" You hear a female voice ask. The three of you looked at the girl coming towards you. She stood at 5'4 and had blonde passion twists in. Her skin was a bit lighter than yours and she had a gold nose ring on the left nostril. "I didn't paint you as a family day out guy. Is this your cousin ?" she asked pointing at you. But for some reason it didn't seem like a genuine question. It seemed passive aggressive as hell.

"Nah. What's up, Mariah ?" C looked a little annoyed at the interruption.

"Not much." The girl directed her attention towards you, giving you a weird.. look. Just as you were about to say something, she spoke. "Hey Azula. Remember me ?"

Azula looked at you, then C, then the mystery girl. "No."

You nearly snorted trying to keep your laughter in. "Don't be silly I used to be over all the time." You didn't like how she exaggerated the one word but let it be, assuming it was a fling that got too attached.

"Oh," was all Azula could get out before 'Mariah' spoke again.

"Oh that color seems a little- Bet she picked it out, huh ?" the girl laughed, looking at you.

"Actually Azula did," you spoke up. "Something wrong with it ?" You straightened yourself up in the chair a bit as you watched a salty look appear on the girl's face. She was going to say something but thankfully C finally stepped in.

"Listen, maybe we can catch up another time. I'm out with my sister right now."

There was really nothing Mariah could say so she turned back around and went to the open chair at the nail stations.

Damn I hate petty bitches, you thought to yourself

𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬𝐬 𝐏𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄

𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍. 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄