#34b: Choose Your Challenge!
Title: All Grown Up
Word Count: 426
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Original
Pairings (if any): none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): none
Summary: Daniel thinks how much Martha has grown up, but maybe he's mistaken.
Martha was sitting on the stone bench, her legs swinging restlessly below her. She still couldn’t reach the ground, and she probably never would, I thought. She was grown up now. I folded my arms across my chest and tried to glare at her. It was hard because she still looked small. She looked like the little girl I walked to school with every day. The girl who I had held hands with, even when my friends were standing right there laughing. I shook my head at her now. “What are you doing here?”
“I need your help,” she sighed, looking at the trees, the tulips, looking anywhere but at me. She could have called or something first, but instead she chose to get on a bus and come across the country before even asking me.
I couldn’t say I was mad at her. She was my little sister before anything. “Well, you’ve got my attention.”
“I need to stay with you for a little while.”
“You know I live in an all male dorm. I can’t exactly let you sleep in my closet. I’ll get kicked out.”
She shook her head. “Not you exactly. What about your girlfriend, Jennifer? There’s got to be an empty bed somewhere.”
“That’s not exactly how college works,” I sighed. “You need to be enrolled here. In order to do that, you kind of need to finish high school first. How are you gonna do that all the way out here?”
She seemed to have it all figured out. “Well, once I live out here, you can be my guardian and I can enroll in school here. It’s really not that hard.”
“I guess I’m kind of confused. Let’s start over. Why do you wanna move out here anyway?”
“I just can’t stand mom and dad anymore. They don’t let me do what I want. You always talk about how much you love it out here. Come on, Daniel. If you love it so much, you’ve got to see how much better it is than living at home.”
I just sighed. I never told her that mom and dad weren’t supporting me out here and how hard I had to work just to pay the rent and buy some decent food. I never explained how college was twice as hard as high school and you were always twice as busy with classes, working, and hanging out.
I had been mistaken. My sister wasn’t grown up, she still had a long way to go. “It will never work. Go home, Martha.”
Word Count: 426
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Original
Pairings (if any): none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): none
Summary: Daniel thinks how much Martha has grown up, but maybe he's mistaken.
Martha was sitting on the stone bench, her legs swinging restlessly below her. She still couldn’t reach the ground, and she probably never would, I thought. She was grown up now. I folded my arms across my chest and tried to glare at her. It was hard because she still looked small. She looked like the little girl I walked to school with every day. The girl who I had held hands with, even when my friends were standing right there laughing. I shook my head at her now. “What are you doing here?”
“I need your help,” she sighed, looking at the trees, the tulips, looking anywhere but at me. She could have called or something first, but instead she chose to get on a bus and come across the country before even asking me.
I couldn’t say I was mad at her. She was my little sister before anything. “Well, you’ve got my attention.”
“I need to stay with you for a little while.”
“You know I live in an all male dorm. I can’t exactly let you sleep in my closet. I’ll get kicked out.”
She shook her head. “Not you exactly. What about your girlfriend, Jennifer? There’s got to be an empty bed somewhere.”
“That’s not exactly how college works,” I sighed. “You need to be enrolled here. In order to do that, you kind of need to finish high school first. How are you gonna do that all the way out here?”
She seemed to have it all figured out. “Well, once I live out here, you can be my guardian and I can enroll in school here. It’s really not that hard.”
“I guess I’m kind of confused. Let’s start over. Why do you wanna move out here anyway?”
“I just can’t stand mom and dad anymore. They don’t let me do what I want. You always talk about how much you love it out here. Come on, Daniel. If you love it so much, you’ve got to see how much better it is than living at home.”
I just sighed. I never told her that mom and dad weren’t supporting me out here and how hard I had to work just to pay the rent and buy some decent food. I never explained how college was twice as hard as high school and you were always twice as busy with classes, working, and hanging out.
I had been mistaken. My sister wasn’t grown up, she still had a long way to go. “It will never work. Go home, Martha.”