I was so far deep into my thoughts , that I didn't even realize that Jayda was crying. She had her face in her hands and was crying silently. I could see her shaking and could hear her little quiet sobs.

I quietly got up and wrapped my arms around her. She stopped shaking and slowly moved her hands from her face. She looked down at me and wrapped her arms around me. I wiped her tears.

Me: Don't cry Jayda. I'm sorry. 

Jayda: We wouldn't be in the situation if it wasn't for m-me.

Me: But it's okay. 

Jayda: You probably hate me now.

I leaned up and wiped her tears.

Me: Here , sit back down.

She sat down and I sat back in my spot.

Me: I don't hate you. I could never hate you. Your my big sister.

Jayda: I'm so sorry.

Me: It's fine. 

Jayda: Tell me about it.

She wiped her tears with her jacket.

Me: About what?

Jayda: Dance class. Your test you passed with a 100. Being student of the week. 

I smiled really hard.

Me: Dance class is amazing! I get to learn ballet things.

Jayda: Do you have to wear a leotard and tights with the ballet shoes?

Me: No. I wear leggings and a long sleeve.

Jayda: Well what ballet things have you learned about so far?

Me: Tendu's , Grand Jete Leaps , Positions and Attitide Swings.

Jayda: What are you dancing to?

Me: We usually dance Modern and West African.

Jayda: Did you already start the phrase?

Me: We started the Modern phrase. We'll start the West African in a few months.

Jayda: Oh okay. Well what test did you pass with a 100?

Me: Guess.

Jayda: Spanish?

Me: Nope.

Jayda: Dance?

Me: No , guess again. Last try.

Jayda: Hm. Science?

Me: Yes! I passed my Science test with a 100!

Jayda: What!? That's awesome. You've never understood Science before.

Me: I know haha. I just really studied and asked for help.

Jayda: Well I'm proud of you.

I smiled.

Me: Thanks and being student of the week of tiring.

I stood up , walked over to her , did a dramatic sigh and laid across her lap. She laughed and looked down at me.

Jayda: How tiring?

Me: Like trying to beat you at Just Dance tiring.

Jayda: Awe man. Nothing should be that tiring. Maybe except dance.

Me: That's tiring too.

Jayda: I bet , you want some ice cream?

Me: Ooo how's a DQ Blizzard?

Jayda: Ah , that's even better.

We threw away our trash , grabbed our bags and walked to DQ.

Jayda: You order first.

Me: Okay. Can I get a Banana Split Blizzard.

Jayda: And lemme get a Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Blizzard.

Cashier: 7.67.

Jayda paid and we walked off.

Me: So we're going back to our traditions , right?

Jayda: Wouldn't have it any other way.

She pulled me into a side hug and I returned it.

Jayda: Oh! That reminds me.

Me: What does?

Jayda: You remember Kayla , right?

Me: Yeah. She's mean.

Jayda: So are you.

Me: Touche. 

I put some of my Blizzard in my mouth.

Jayda: Well turns out , Kayla is our cousin.

Me: What?

Jayda: Yeah , I said the same thing , but somehow she has our birth certificates. She explained everything to me and I'm pretty sure she'll explain the same to you.

Me: Is she Sam's daughter?

Jayda: Nah , turns out Sam never could have children so she tried to raise us and mom and dad wasn't having that.

Me: Can we go see her?

Jayda: Sure. We could stop by her house. I don't know if she'll be home or not.

Me: But we can still look right?

Jayda: Yeah of course.

Me: Okay , awesome sauce.

Jayda laughed.

Jayda: Awesome sauce?

Me: Yep. Awesomeness is made out of sauce? Why do you think I'm so awesome?

Jayda: Lemme guess. Cause you ate the awesome sauce?

Me: Ding ding ding! Your the winner!

She laughed and unlocked the car.

Jayda: I'm always the winner.

She playfully flicked her hair.

Me: I'll cut yo hair.

Jayda: And I'll cut yours.

Me: We'll be bald together.

Jayda: It's a deal.

We laughed and got in. She started the engine and I hooked my iPod up to the charger and aux cord. She drove away from the mall.

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Chapter 33

Ahhh , this chapter was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boring.

 Isn't it ?

  They made up !

   And now they're going to Kayla's .

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