Chapter Two: “He Looked So Messy”

Chapter Two: "He Looked So Messy"

"I'M NEVER LATE, there's no such thing as late" I laughed sarcastically looking over to my little sister that sat on my king sized bed.

The sun kissed upon my dark melanated skin as I looked out from my balcony, there was nothing more and nothing less than peach trees, they've kept me company for so long, I had made a little park just so that my younger sister would enjoy her stay at my house.

It looked kind of miserable, it looked miserable for me as I was never able to enjoy my childhood I always had to learn, I overworked myself and stressed myself out, I burned myself out and then by the time I had any free time I was back to working non stop.

It still looked miserable in my eyes.

I stood on my balcony lifeless as I wore a white silk long gown and white matte heels, I wasn't really used to wearing trainers since I moved to my house.

"Don't you want to go outside and play on that thing, go be a kid or something" I said with no emotions she was meant to enjoy whatever was left to of her time.

She just stood up from my bed and ran over to me with little steps at a time and my heart felt warm for a moment as he asked "Can you please take me to school or did you forget?" I hated that idea but I had to or else mom would have been mad at me, not like mom had time for me in the first place.

She raised and reached out her hand over to me and I stood back a little but then I held her little hand in mine, it was as warm as how dusk felt but she had trouble holding mine so she held onto my pinky and I slightly smiled.

"Where are we picking this friend of yours?" I asked looking through the mirror at Mae.

She giggled and replied "At the train station".

"Your friend huh, he sounds a little grown to be waiting for you at the train station, is your friend a girl or a boy and do they take the train themselves or is their guardian with them?" I asked sounding concerned as ever.

"The person is a boy and yes sometimes he does take the train alone" she answers me to then look right outside the window.

"Good to know" I reply, pressing onto the break with my heel as the traffic light turns red.

"Are you good at school, is there anything you find difficult is there anything not school related you're questioning, because don't worry when I used to be you're age I questioned everything?" I asked once in the car it got quite, talking to fill the quite had always stuck to me since I was little.

"Yes everything is good at school" She replied.

"Great, you know at your age I used to talk a lot but I'm surprised you don't" i say slightly grinning to myself I loved the fact she didn't take any of my habits.

Once we arrived the main train station I took Mae by her hand and tried to smile at her or show any signs of affection.

The place was quite and pretty much looked dangerous my heels where hitting against the hard dirty concrete below them and they were the only loud sound around.

"I just bought these yesterday" I sarcastically cried looking everywhere but my feet.

"There's Mirko" Mae shouted interrupting me to then run off towards two boys that I didn't notice being a few steps ahead.

"Mirko?" I asked quietly looking at Mae running towards the guys.

Once I had reached them I quietly stood with arm crossed looking down on the kids waiting for Mae to finish hugging her friend.

Once I had the chance to look at the guy, I did.

He had a black tank top and tight black jeans with a what seemed like a silver chain hanging across, he had a figure built like a footballer, he was tall, his face seemed sculpted gently by the gods and his hair was dark brown, curly and messy.

Our eyes met and for a moment he slightly smiled and quickly went back to looking at his little brother who's name I just knew was Mirko and my sister, Mae, having a conversation.

He had perfect straight teeth for someone his age, his eyes where light brown and his lips... there was something about them that made me want to smile back.

He looked so messy and unprofessional.

I didn't smile back and looked the other way.

He might have looked unprofessional and yes that was another reason not to talk to him, he looked like he didn't have his life together and I was all about a solid life and business.

I would have talked to him if he gave me a hint of knowing something about business but no.

"Okay that was lovely, let's head over to the car" I tried to smile avoiding eye contact with the guy, he didn't seem surprised at all.

I realised I was pretty rude before.

"My name's Cleo, Cleo Isis Nile?" I asked looking at my right to whom I thought was Mirko's older brother that seemed to be enjoying the ride.

"Nethan, Nethan Ozris Artega" he answered.

"Thank you for the ride" he proceeded to add.

"No problem" I replied.

"Once I take them to school, are you planning on going anywhere, I don't usually said this but I'll be more than welcome to drop you off to your destination, instead of you taking the train" I asked and then I took a right turn.

There was something about him, there was something about the first time I met him that made me what to stay longer with him.

I had a sense of knowing him for lives.

"I don't mind I think I'm just going back to the subway and then from there I'll take the train back home if you don't mind" he answered.

"Yes, totally why would I be bothered" I smiled nervously as I tapped on my thigh I felt the tender satin fabric of the dress I wore from home to here.

"Is this the first time you're taking Mirko to school, I mean my sister told me that sometimes he takes the train alone but that doesn't mean it's better you came all the way with him of course, I'm not trying to say you shouldn't have come" I rambled.

"I should keep quite" I said, more to myself than to him.

"I actually enjoy your voice, it's soothing and your accent is so unique" he said and for a moment I lost concentration on the road in front of me.

"I just came because I wanted to see my little brother's girlfriend" he laughed, I always thought his laugh was just as the type of unique he considered my accent was, my heart warmed a little.

"You must be joking" I scuffed shaking my head faking a laugh as I looked back to the road.

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