“Are you British ?” Sam asked Pommie .
She shook her head . “No , it's short for ...”
I frowned , what had she said ? Exchanging a glance with Sam , I realized she hadn't picked it up either .
Charles had , though . “Pomegranate ?” She repeated in disbelief .
Pommie nodded , blushing .
“It's a stupid name” She muttered .
“That's a type of fruit , isn't it ?” Charles asked . Pommie nodded .
“Like I said , it's a stupid name “ She repeated .
“I like it” Sam said , surprising all of us . “It's unique , original . Like you .”
Pommie blushed , ducking her head . Sam laughed , and hugged her .
“I wouldn't choose anyone else to be my new sister “She said .
“What about me ?” I teased .
Sam laughed . “You're my new sister too , don't worry .”
Charles raised her eyebrows in amusement . “You're mom must have really wanted a boy .”
“What are you listening to ?” I asked Sam as we waited for the adults to come out of the meeting room . They'd kicked us out , again .
Sam glanced up at me . One earphone dangled down her side , the other was tucked neatly into her ear . Soft roars of music came from both of them .
“Here” She said , passing me her unused earphone .
“A freak of nature
Stuck in reality
I don’t fit the picture
I'm not what you want me to be
Sorry
Under the radar
Out of the system
Caught in the spotlight
That's my existence
You want me to change
But all I feel is…
Strange, strange
In your perfect world
So strange, strange
I feel so absurd in this life
Don't come closer
In my arms,
Forever you'll be strange, strange
You want to fix me, push me
Into your fantasy
You try to give me, sell me
A new personality
You try to lift me
I don't get better
What’s making you happy
Is making me sadder
In your golden cage
All I feel is strange, strange
In your perfect world
So strange strange
I feel so absurd in this life
Don't come closer
In my arms
Forever you'll be strange, strange
Like me
(Strange) When you touch me
(Strange) When you kill me
(Strange) All I feel is strange
In my dreams together,
We'll be…
Strange, strange
In your perfect world strange
Strange! (I am so strange),
Strange! (I am so strange)
Strange, strange
In your perfect world
So strange, strange
I feel so absurd in this life
Don't come closer
You'll die slowly
In my arms,
Forever you'll be strange, strange
Like me… “
Sam held her hand out for the earphone . I handed it to her , grinning .
“What is that song ?” I asked her , “I like it .”
“Strange , Tokio Hotel” She replied . “I like it too “
“Alright” John said , tapping my shoulder and making me jump .”I'll drop you home now .”
“See you , sister” Sam said , waving . Then she closed her eyes , absorbed by the music .
“Bye , Hazel” Charles said , nodding to me as I left .
Pommie looked up from where she sat beside Charles , and her eyes met mine.She smiled a little , and I smiled back .
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