Silver Beginnings || Kiah

I didn’t work at the restaurant, I owned it. It had belonged to my parents, only to be passed on to me when they were lost in a tragic accident that haunted my every waking- and sleeping- moment. I smile as I run a delicate hand over the silver metal of one of the various shelves in the kitchen. The metal was cool to touch sending divers up through my arms and through the rest of my body. Despite the cold, I smile.had they ran there hands along this pice of metal too? Had they thought about me, the way I though about them? I close my eyes, my mind trying to remember their eyes, their smile… but I couldn’t. Frowning I open my eyes and pull away from the shelf my feet carrying me from the kitchen and out into the actual restaurant.

A few people mill around in stalls, some holding hands and talking closely, I smile at the coupes, my heart warming slightly, my mind allowing my parents to ski away slowly. It made me happy to see people happy, to see young love. I turn away from the couples and towards the entrance just as a boy who looked to be around my age and a girl who I knew quite well walked in. A smile lights up the girls face as she runs towards me, my name slipping from her lips washing over my skin. “Arielle,” my voice is light and filled with happiness as the girl jumps into my arms wrapping her own around my neck. “How have you been?” I ask genteelly placing the girl on the ground and crouching so that I was eye level with her, my hands still around her waist.

"This is my older brother Eli," Arielle says turning and pointing to the boy who had come in with her. I smile up at the boy. He had a cute face, a cheeky smile. “Uh, hi,” he almost seems nervous I note, tilting my head to the side slightly my smile only growing. “Hi, I am Kelsie.” I say moving so that I was now standing the girls hand in my own. Arielle grabs her brothers hand and ushers us out of the restaurant and not the street where she guides us away- where were we going? I didn't know. Why she was introducing me to her brother? I didn't know. But I was not about to say no to her, so instead I follow her happily as she chatters away. She asks me questions and I answer with a smile, my eyes shining as I listen to her speak.

I glance at Eli a few times to see him already looking my way. Each time I smile. Allowing my lips to pull back revealing a perfect line of teeth. He must really love his sister, I think carefully my mind going blank as we reach a front door. The girl opens it and I can only assume that the house is the house that she and her brother lived in- I glance at him my eyes shining with an unasked question.

The door opens and I am confronted with a surprising situation. In front of me is a table with stuffed toys seated around and a teapot and teacups. The table is short, barely reaching halfway up my though and the chairs were even shorter. They were pink and white and pretty, like a pinches tea party in a way. I inwardly smile. There were two piles beside the table, one filled with old fairy tale books the other with 3 tutu’s and tiaras. Arielle, you cheeky little sit, I think to myself affectionately. "You have to wear them, it's the rules.” the young girl squeaks crossing her arms over her chest, ‘no’ was obviously not an option here.

After a moment Eli steps forwards and pulls on one of the pink frilly tutu’s and places a plastic tiara on his head. I choke back a giggle his masculinity wounded by the princess attire. “Looks like I have no choice,” I mumble walking over to the last tutu, wiggling into its frills and placing the plastic crown on my head. I turn to Eli- “Do I look like a princess now?” I ask giving him a small curtsey.