Deep Secrets
Kylie's Brother Issues
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Note: Some thing as last chapter
“Kylie girl, you really should have brought the car with
you tonight.”
dark street.
meeting at Freya’s house. Ever since junior high, I have been on the
cheerleading team. Since ninth grade, I have been the captain. Sure it was fun
and rewarding, but the one perk it guaranteed I’d yet to acquire: a boyfriend.
I was the only twelfth grader to never have had a boyfriend. It was very
annoying and frustrating.
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problem wasn’t because I was stuck up or unsociable. Along with the
cheerleading, I played basketball and soccer which gave me plenty of friends.
No one could call me selfish or haughty either. I was part of the school’s peer
tutor program. I helped anyone with any subject until they understood it
completely no matter how long it took them to grasp the problem. I even
volunteered at the orphanage on my free weekends with special parties and entertainment
for the kids. No, nothing dealing with personality was my problem. It wasn’t
that small and simple.
Offender number one: my mother. She had made me take lessons in Judo, Tai Kwon
Do, and Kick Boxing until I had the highest ranking in each one. Whenever I
questioned her about the classes, her reasoning was too simplistic: “You never
know where you might find yourself in this world and I refuse to have my
daughter unable to protect herself.” I always thought it was a bit absurd. Why
would I need master levels in any of those arts to be able to protect myself?
Wouldn’t a little of each one be sufficient? No. I could literally kill someone
with fairly little effort. Besides, I never had the need arise because anyone
that even looked at me cross-eyed would get a stern look or talking to courtesy
my brother. My tall, muscular, over protective older brother.
was a teacher. And, of all the places in
He taught the basketball, track, swim, and debate teams, so the students
listened to Avery. It was frustrating to have him at school every day, watching
me and scaring away my potential boyfriends.
I walked down the chilly sidewalk, I was really beginning to wish I had my car.
I had my red thunderbird for little over a year, and it was one of the coolest
cars you will ever see in the high school parking lot.
finally reached home around
but my big brother certainly wasn’t.
you supposed to be asleep?” I inquired
I thought I would just watch a movie.” He replied.
wait up for me,” I finished for him. “Goodnight Avery.” I stormed up the stairs
to my room
in my room, I calmed down. I decided to call Leo, a good friend of mine.
Leo’s sleepy voice said on the other side of the phone.
Leo! What’s up?” I asked.
I was trying to go to sleep, and then I heard a very annoying sound. Can you
guess what it was?”
laughed nervously. “Sorry Leo, I just needed someone to talk to.”
wrong Kylie?” he asked, concern creeping into his voice.
its just little things are beginning to bug me.” I said.
it your brother again?”
could you possibly have known?” I said sarcastically.
when I called Leo it was to discuss what Avery had done to me again.
really need to talk to him about this. He is being a little more than over
protective. He’s almost like your own
personal stalker.”
don’t think I know this? It’s just that he’s my brother. I know he doesn’t mean
to be like this. I can’t go up and tell him to stay out of my life.” I tried to
explain to convince myself.
know Kylie. But if you don’t do something soon, you’ll never get asked out to
anything,” he said softly. “Hey I have to go, talk to you tomorrow.”
bye.”
walked over to my window and noticed that the lights were on in the house
across the street. I hadn’t noticed that on my way home.
into that house. I think I’ll go say hello.” I thought.
went down the stairs slowly, so Avery wouldn’t hear me. Then I silently opened
and closed the front door. I took a deep breath before I jogged across the
street. “I hope whoever it is, isn’t a
weirdo,” I thought as I rang the doorbell.
waited while someone thudded down stairs to the door. The door swung open to
reveal a beautiful girl about my age.
I help you?” she asked.
I said cheerfully. “I live across the street and noticed that you arrived. I
thought that I would come over and welcome you to the area.”
really nice of you. Come on in,” the strange girl said.
ushered me in with a wave of her hand. I stepped in and followed her into the
living room. The only piece of furniture in it was a small couch.
names Kylie Everett,” I said, extending my hand.
Faye Starr,” she said shaking my hand. “I just moved here from
did you move all the way out here?” I asked.
bit her lower lip nervously. It looked like she was trying to figure out if she
should tell me. At that moment a small back and white cat entered the room.
“Oh, this is my fa-uh-cat, Flidais.” Faye said quickly, obviously avoiding my
question but I let it slide.
a pretty cat. What’s her name, French?” I asked.
it’s Celtic. It’s the name of the Goddess of woodlands, forests, and wild
things.” Faye explained.
it is a lovely name. Do you need help finding anything in the area?” I said.
actually. I have no clue where my new school is and I start tomorrow.”
do you know the name of the school?”
wrote it down somewhere,” she murmured, turning around and opening one of the
boxes. After a couple of minutes she pulled out a piece of paper. “Ah ha, here
it is. The school is called Huntington High. Do you know it?”
I know it? That’s the school where I go. You will love it there. As a matter of
fact if you want I can take you there tomorrow, if you want that is?” I asked.
would do that for me?” she asked
I would. I’ll be by to pick you up around
will be fine. I guess I’ll see you then.” Faye said leading me to the door.
think you’ll fit in nicely around here. See ya tomorrow.” I told her.
And thanks again for your offer.”
problem. Bye.” I waved to her from the street as I jogged back to my home.
wonder why she didn’t want to tell me about herself. I guess she’s just shy,
but I sensed that it was something more than that. Oh, well, she’ll tell me in
her own time if she wants.