Sister of mine

Her sister was waiting outside the station. A person not all too similar to her siblings and yet still allowing for people to catch a glimpse of their mother and father within her features. She rested against her car. A vehicle of slick design and the colour of marble. A race car with an electric heart and soft black wheels that hugged the road. The month before that, in the pictures she had sent to the family group chat, the car had been black, smaller, and in the shape similar to a beetle. The small sugar glider she kept as a companion rested on her sister's shoulder, gnawing away at bits and pieces of her hair.

"Bebé!" Her sister called, causing Rykar to nearly roll her eyes to the back of her head and keep them there. "You're out of the stuffy school?"

"I'm not out of anything. I'm just on pause until further notice." Rykar sighed, returning her eyes to their original state and handing her suitcase to Dextera. "Mother says hi."

The little sugar glider, named Snofflepafalefasus, abandoned Dextera's shoulder and jumped onto Rykar's arm. It climbed upwards, greeting Rykar with the tip of its nose before returning to its owner. "Snofflepafalefasus says hi." Dextera said, not really caring about how obvious her statement was. "Come on, climb in. We can stop for something to eat. Something nice."

Her sister seemed bright. As she usually was. There were no dark circles under her eyes, she seemed as pristine as someone who had only recently walked off a red carpet. Her makeup intact, no hair out of place.

"Where are we sleeping today?" Rykar asked, climbing into the car and waiting for her sister to take her seat. "And you're paying for dinner. I don't have much money on me."

Dextera shoved Rykar's luggage into the backseat before settling into the driver's seat. She checked her mirrors, placed her seatbelt on and removed Snofflepafalefasus from her shoulder. Placing the little creature inside a small box in the backseat. A magic box. Meant to keep everything inside it stable as you drove. The inside of the box had been made up to seem like a luxury room for Snofflepafalefasus. "Fine, but I get to choose and we're sleeping in a tent."

Her sister drove to a small stall by the street. The people walking past rushed through it, encased in the neon lights of the night. If it wasn't all too obvious by the colour of the lamps it would seem as though daylight had never left. Dextera parked her car after what seemed to be an eternity. Circling around, twisting and turning, until eventually there was an empty space.

"It's sahfao." Her sister said.

"What now?"

"Soup."

Dextera had always had the habit of suddenly not speaking. Her words falling apart as they were in the process of leaving her lips. You couldn't always guess what she was saying as at times it had nothing to do with the original word, leaving one to hope she could remember what she was trying to say.

"What kind of soup?"

"Fish. Beef. Chocolate. You could get anything you want."

"Strawberry suph?"

"You hate strawberries."

"Maybe, but any good soup stall must have strawberry soup." Rykar said, and she wasn't at all accurate but not inaccurate as well.

Rykar took Snofflepafalefasus with her to a table nearby, claiming it with her arms placed on the table and her body on the chair. The second chair she claimed with her leg, hoping no one would take it away from her. She waited as her sister stood in line. A small smile across her lips, almost as if it wasn't at all bothersome that she had to stay there. Eventually Dextera brought two bowls to the table, both of them covered by a plastic tray in order to avoid any spilling.

"Beef and onion for me." Rykar said, sitting down. "And beef and noodles for you."

"Since when do you eat beef?"

"Ofday." Dextera replied, taking the soup to her lips. "Have you thought of where you're going to go? I heard there's a city out there known as the City of Love. You might want to go there."

Rykar chuckled, poking at her soup with the fork and became a bit annoyed at the fact that there was nothing to stab. "Pretty sure there's no city like that."

"But there might. You never know."

Rykar took a deep breath, trying to avoid the argument that seemed to be building between them. "Fine. I'll go there. I was thinking of maybe visiting Ruby."

"Ruby?" Dextera tilted her head slightly, somewhat confused. "You guys still speak?"

Rykar turned her eyes towards Snofflepafalefasus, who was all too interested in taking a nap. "I mean. Somewhat." She took a deep breath. "How's school?" Her sister took classes online, from wherever she currently found herself. At times she studied maths, at others science, but mostly she brushed up on her current knowledge. Rykar would've never been able to do as she did, especially since your progress was mostly dependent on how much effort you put in.

"Ah. It's a pain." Dextera sighed. "I have progress tests and essays. One of my teachers doesn't let me hand in my essays late even though I'm busy. Sometimes it seems she wants me to just fail at life. You're so lucky."

"Well, not really. We did essays and progress tests too. It was just as hard."

Her sister narrowed her eyes, using her spoon to point at her. "That's because you did essays and we did progress tests."

"No. We also did progress tests."

"But it was essays."

"It was still a progress test, just happened to be essays."

Dextera placed the spoon back into her bowl. Her eyes narrowed. "No, you don't understand what I'm trying to say."

"I don't think you're understanding. We had essays, we had tests. Our tests happened to be an essay but they were still tests." Rykar found herself trying to use her hands to explain.

"I'm not saying you didn't do essays."

"But you literally said you did essays, we did tests. That's separating them both."

"No it's not."

Rykar took a deep breath, lifting a hand in order to rub her forehead. She felt as though a headache were about to burst through her skin. "Ok, either you have issues communicating or I'm speaking a different language."

Dextera shrugged. "Sho knows. But I bought our meal so that makes me right." Rykar didn't feel like arguing with it and simply let it be.