Before you ran from me. {Narson flashback}

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Before you ran from me. {Narson flashback} Sept 17, 2011 17:06:48 GMT -5

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Post by Ally is tentatively back on Sept 17, 2011 17:06:48 GMT -5

I yawn and stretch, morning sun piercing my little eight-year-old eyes and waking me.

I turn my head to the side, seeing Kayli curled into a tight little ball, her breathing steady and reassuring.

I smile.

"Kayl... wake up!" I hiss. She starts, popping up with frightened doe eyes, before blinking rapidly and relaxing back into her pillow.

"Wa' goin' on?" She mumbles groggily, rubbing her eyes.

I nudge her knee with my own under the blanket. "We should get up... we're going to go on an adventure today, remember?" I grin at her as she nestles back into her pillow.

"Five more minutes?" She pleads softly.

I roll my eyes and swing myself out of bed. "Fine. Five more minutes." I ruffle her hair and kiss her forehead before walking out of the little bedroom.

Last Edit: Sept 17, 2011 17:22:12 GMT -5 by Ally is tentatively back

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Before you ran from me. {Narson flashback} Sept 17, 2011 17:28:06 GMT -5

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Post by The Hypocrisy of Truth on Sept 17, 2011 17:28:06 GMT -5

I sigh in relief, vaguely registering my darling sister's generosity, as I begin drifting into a half away, half asleep twilight slumber. I can here Tyra milling about in the room, obviously getting ready for today's events when I feel something plop down on my bed. "C'mon, five minutes is up, sleepy head" She said to me before ruffling my hair just enough to annoy me yet love her that much more.

Finally I resign myself to starting my process of completely waking up and push myself up on my elbows to see Tyra holding out a sundress. I wrinkle mu nose instinctively, wincing at the... dressness of it. She saw her sister's face turn into a sly grin. "You honestly think I, of all people, would pick you out a sundress knowing very well you hate them?" "I don't know what goes on in your mind. And I never want to. It scares me." I joke with her openly. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly and she threw me a pair of shorts and a blue t-shirt. "Thanks." I smirked and began changing.

Last Edit: Sept 17, 2011 17:29:04 GMT -5 by The Hypocrisy of Truth

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Before you ran from me. {Narson flashback} Sept 17, 2011 18:29:50 GMT -5

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Post by Ally is tentatively back on Sept 17, 2011 18:29:50 GMT -5

I chuckle at Kayli's usual tomboy-ishness and change into my very cute peach sundress.

I spin to regard my sister and beam at her. She raises her eyebrows at my exuberance, but doesn't resist as I grab her hand and tug her into the kitchen for breakfast.

"So. Ready for today?" I chirp excitedly, unable to sit still as Kayli makes an attempt at eating -She never does eat much- and watches me with an amused smirk.

"As ready as I'm gonna be." She mumbles. I sigh at her and sit down in the stool next to her, kicking my feet slightly, and then nudging her sneakered foot with my sandaled one.

"Are you even capable of being excited, Sissie?" I ask with a laugh.

She shrugs.

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Before you ran from me. {Narson flashback} Sept 18, 2011 0:08:33 GMT -5

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Post by The Hypocrisy of Truth on Sept 18, 2011 0:08:33 GMT -5

I shrugged and looked down into my bowl of cereal, wrinkling my nose in mild disgust before looking at my sister. "Do I really have to eat this crap?"

"Yes, you need to eat at least a couple bites." She said pointing her finger at me menacingly. I instinctively obeyed and started taking a few small bites.

After about the tenth I decided I couldn't hold anymore and just got up to go put my hair up in a ponytail as Tyra sat there finishing her own breakfast before disposing of both of our dishes.

Last Edit: Sept 18, 2011 0:11:48 GMT -5 by The Hypocrisy of Truth

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