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 Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 10:54 am
There were several words that could be used to describe the elder of the two Goodwin twins. Creative, punctual, eccentric. However, 'thoughtful' and 'considerate' were not two words that could ever be used in description. When inspiration struck her, she'd tend to scribble on whatever she could find. Paper, bills, her sister's sheet music. All was fair game, and was eventually drawn out later on proper paper, the originals left to wherever they may lay.
Currently, the girl sat at the kitchen table, working on a hard copy of the sketch that she'd started on the back of a piece of Olivia's sheet music.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:10 am
You would think that, by now, Olivia would be far more used to her sister's unusually thoughtless acts. It'd been suggested more than once that she should lock up her things where Sierra couldn't get to them. She didn't see the point of that! Sierra had to learn to respect her space, damn it! It was her house too!
The younger of the twins stomped into the kitchen with a copy of Ralph Vaughn Williams' "Silent Noon" high above her head.
"Why would you do that?!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:15 am
"Do what?" Sierra answered automatically, looking up. She tipped her head to one side, eyeing her annoyed sister and the paper that was in her grasp.
Oh.
"Oh. I had an idea, and that was laying out. It's not that big a deal, I just used the back of it." Jeesh, it wasn't like Olivia didn't have like sixty other music sheets laying about. And she'd only used the back of it!
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:18 am
Olivia angrily tugged open the last two pages of the music, displaying the blobs and lines of ink that had seeped through to mask and mar the clean staff. One would be hard-pressed to read the notes thereon, but that was not the only problem.
"I can't give this back! Look what you did!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:20 am
"It wasn't yours?" Sierra asked. She did indeed look at the paper that was thrust upon her. The ink had bled through, so she was pressing too hard in points. Something good to know.
"Can't you just print another page off the internet or something?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:25 am
"That's illegal!" Olivia yelped, losing her temper further and further by the moment, "This is from class, and I'm going to get fined because you ruined it!"
Who knew how much destroyed sheet music would cost? That wasn't the point! Why should she have to spend any of her own money on something her sister had carelessly destroyed?!
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:34 am
"Hey, hey, hey." Sierra stood, holding her palms up in what she hoped would be a placating manner. "I'm sorry, okay? I'm thoughtless, and I screw your stuff up. I'll pay for it for you, and I'll talk to your teacher. It'll be just like the time I had to buy you a new sweater."
That sweater had caused another tiff between them, and had been quite annoying to replace, of Sierra remembered right.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:37 am
Olivia simultaneously slapped the sheet music down on the table and clapped a hand to her forehead.
"You don't get it. I don't care if you pay for it! You have to stop messing with my stuff! God, you're such an idiot!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:38 am
Ouch. Well, that'd struck a nerve. The open palms curled into fists, and Sierra glared at her sister.
"Well, you're the idiot that keeps leaving stuff out and getting mad when I pick it up!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:42 am
"WUUUUUUUGH!"
That was the sound of Olivia losing her temper. Again.
"It was on my stand! What's wrong with you, you loser?! Just don't touch my stuff, how hard is that to understand?!" It was that moment when a very sinister look crossed Olivia's face. The girl immediately turned and made a beeline for their bedroom.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:48 am
"Hey, HEY-" Sierra yelped, following after her. Jeeze, when she got that look on her face, something bad was bound to happen! "What're you doing? Get back here! We're not done fighting!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:53 am
They were indeed not done fighting. Olivia rushed to her sister's paints and stole 2 of the acrylic tubes which she rushed to uncap as she ran past Sierra and down the stairs again. She even went so far as to elbow the girl in the chest to get headway.
When she reached the kitchen again, Olivia threw her sister's sketchbook to the tile floor with a flourish, tossed the open tubes atop it, and brought her foot down on it all. Brick red and violet erupted across the book and tile in a short burst before oozing lethargically the rest of the way.
"Hah!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 12:04 pm
Sierra followed her down the stairs, rubbing her chest. She wouldn't! She couldn't!
Oh, she had. She stared at the ruined book for a moment before glaring at her sister.
"Oh, you b***h, it's on-" And she hurled herself bodily at her sister.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 12:07 pm
Olivia gave an angry shriek and met Sierra in the middle, immediately going to pull on her hair.
What a thing to come home to, really. Jesse's first thought involved angry birds or howler monkeys, and then he saw it. His girls screaming, tearing at each other.
"YO!"
Olivia froze suddenly at her father's voice, a lock of Sierra's hair still twisted in her hand. Uh-oh.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 12:08 pm
Sierra gave her sister's hair one final tug, looking up and up at her father.
"Hi, Daddy."
Somehow, she thought that Daddy would be less than understanding of the ways of twin sisters. Sometimes, you just needed to hit the other half.
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