My Fragile Heart | [slow updates]

Chapter 5

"What girlfriend?" I demanded as I pulled on Daniel's arm lower to see the picture.

My face instantly flamed up, when I saw the picture, and slapped a hand to my eyes - covering them, in embarrassment.

Nick, who had come up behind me yell, "Good Lord. NO!!!"

It was just a photo taken after Nick's last football game last season. We were standing on the football field after the game. Nick was grinning widely at the camera,his arms wrapped around the brunnette haired cheerleader's waist. She had her hand wrapped around Nick's neck whilst pompoms still in her hands - and was grinning at the camera as widely as Nick was. He had her lifted off the floor and her legs were bent upwards.

"Eww... guys!! That's my sister.." Nick exclaimed when the boys all looked at him like he was mad. He made a face at the end of his sentence, looking as creeped out as I felt.

"Sydney?"Leo asked, looking surprised. "Wow! I mean, she looks so gorgeous."

Nick snorted at Leo. "No, not Sydney, I mean my twin sister, Bianca.." he said with a shrug, like it was no big deal.

"Bianca?" all the guys chorused, looking at Nick even more shocked than when they thought it was Sydney.

They glared at the photo and looked then back at me again.

It wasn't a much of a surprise that they seemed to be unable to believe it, Because this picture had been taken when I used to dye my hair blond and was in the cheerleading squad.

When Nick was still going to high school and I was dating Jason so the pic was taken in much happier times.

"Well, I guess you can see the resemblance if you look at it this way." Daniel commented, holding the photo above him and looking at it by cocking his head to the side.

"You used to be a cheerleader?" Leo asked me, ignoring Dani's comment. I shrugged my shoulder in reply and turned back to the task at hand.

I really didn't needed to remember or reminisce those memories I had, at my hard times. Trying to bury it as deep as my mind would allow me to. I didn't need to be drown into them once more. There was a reason I was trying to forget my time as a cheerleader. My time back in middleschool in Australia.

From there everyone went back to there own tasks, finding an old photo here and there, but I never went to look. Nick answered any questions they had and none of the boys bombarded me with questions about being a cheerleader.

Anyway, with the guys help, soon the living room was arranged as best as we could - with most of the broken stuff - and we moved to the kitchen. Since the whole football team was there - and they weren't even winded by all the stuff they had to careful - all the work was finished within 5:30PM

Now, only the master bedroom was left,but I wasn't about to allow the boys in there. What with all the undergarments scattered all over the room and all.

It was until after everything was somehow back to normal that they sat all over the living room and started to go through all the photos they had found scattered around the living room - the photo album having been torn to shreds.

Feeling sorry for the guys, and thankful for all their help, I made everyone drinks. I wasn't in the least bit tired as the boys didn't let me to do any actual work, only to instruct them which goes where. I served the drinks with a whole tone of snacks that I could find in the kitchen.

"By the way Nick I'm going back down to 'Flora', to check, just in case," I added in a please don't argue voice.

"Fine, but you're not going alone.." he informed I grunted in protest, but I didn't tell anything. I wasn't in the mood to argue with Nick.