(Copyright Piper Hannah)
After taking a quick shower, I dressed in my pajamas and went to my sister’s bedroom. I needed to talk to her about ‘the voice’ and get some answers. Like always, I entered her room without knocking. Paige was sitting on the floor next to her bed, and she was giving her dog, Buffy, some doggie treats.
I sat down on the floor next to her. From underneath her bed, I saw several plastic bags of chocolate peeking out: M&Ms, Twix, Reese’s Pieces. I pulled the bag of M&Ms with a frown.
“You’re hiding chocolate under your bed?” I asked. This was a side of Paige that I never knew existed. I mean, sure, chocolate was good, but hiding it under your bed? For what? A midnight snack?
My sister must have seen the confusion in my face.
“Those are for Wyatt,” she explained. “He loves chocolate.”
Oh, thank God, there was a reason. “You’re trying to seduce your boyfriend with chocolate?” I asked. Then, I laughed… hard; I even snorted a couple of times. This was so funny.
“That’s genius,” I said, “That is so going to work.” It totally would. I loved chocolate, and if Wyatt was anything like me, he would totally fall for someone handing him sweet pieces of heaven.
Paige’s cell phone rang. I stood up quickly. I picked up her phone on her nightstand and looked at the screen. It was Wyatt calling.
Ugh! Can’t this guy just give my sister some space?
Paige reached for her phone, and I pulled my arm back, keeping it away from her. I kicked off my flip flops, climbed on top of her bed, and stood up.
“Hello,” I said, growling as I answered the phone. Before Wyatt could say a word, I quickly followed my hello with, “What do you want?” Paige climbed on top of the bed, and I started jumping up and down. I pushed her when she tried to grab her phone away from me.
“Can I please talk to Paige?” Wyatt asked.
Awww. The ‘please’ was really sweet, but… “No,” I said harshly as I pushed my sister’s hands away from my face. “You just saw her. You just talked to her. Give her some breathing room, will you?” Then, I pressed the 'end call' button with my thumb.
I stopped jumping on the bed, and I tossed my sister’s cell phone on her nightstand. Paige sat on her bed and glared at me.
“That was rude,” Paige said.
“Right? I mean it’s like twelve-thirty a.m. What decent guy calls at this time?”
“No. I meant you were rude. He was just going to tell me that he made it home safely and to say goodnight.”
Gag me now and stick chopsticks through my eyeballs… please. “He was just here a few minutes ago. Tell him to get a life.”
Paige’s lips tightened. “Do not EVER touch my phone EVER again. EVER!” I froze in stunned silence. Her angry tone startled me. Why was she being so mean? Looking at her face, I seriously believed that she was mad at me right now… and all because of stupid Wyatt. I get it. She’d rather talk to Wyatt… or hang out with Wyatt. Maybe she’d even want to do her mani/pedis with Wyatt.
“Fine.” I said. My sister didn’t deserve my conversation today when she was being irrational like this. I mean, seriously, who would ever pick Wyatt over me? Not me, that’s for sure.
I slipped my flip flops back on my feet. Then, I bent down and picked up the bag of M&Ms from under her bed. Like a rabid squirrel, Paige ripped the chocolate from my hand. I backed away because her eyes were wide and scary-looking.
“Not for you,” the rabid squirrel said.
“Fine!” I said again. I walked out of her bedroom and slammed the door behind me.
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