I sat there. Staring into the flames of our fire. The fire we worked sooooooo hard on. Sari, Muri, Hemu, and Ayumu lay in the grass, asleep. Or so I thought. Sari sat up and stared at me quietly. It was only when I looked from the flames to scan around when I noticed her staring. "Gah!" I jumped a little. Ayumu stirred in her sleep. She muttered "mommy" then turned over. Sari followed my gaze and for I second I thought I saw a tear drip down her cheek, but the next time I looked, it was gone. "So," I whispered, clearing my throat, "You guys are sisters?"
"Yeah." She said quietly. She glanced at Ayumu for a split second, then looked back up at me. "Haven't known her for long..."
Well that was a relief. I sighed. I expected her to say something along the lines of: "First of
all, we're not guys. So this was going good."It's okay if you don't want to tell me," I said, grinning.
"No, it's easier to just get it out." Sari returned the smile. "She met me, actually..."
I listened as she told me the whole story. It was quite a bit like mine, in the way she had lost her parents. But she still had her sister, I thought, glancing at Ayumu. I started to get jealous, but I caught a hold of myself. Just a sister. I thought. JUST a sister! As Sari finished her story, I took a deep sigh. "Look's like you've had a harsh time too." I said, trying to get a conversation going.
"Yeah, I guess..." Sari trailed off, looking away sheepishly.
"Y'know, you are kinda beautiful." I whispered. Now where in the world did that come from?
I thought.
Sari looked up at me, incredulous. "What?"
"No, no," I murmmered, "Nothing at all..."
Sari smirked and said, "Su-re."
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