CAULIFLOWER

Chapter 3

Megumi had made a comfortable nest on the bed out of a blanket, a couple of pillows and a large, thick sheet. Lying there, she kept looking at her sister, who was still standing in front of the mirror, and turned as if a cockroach was crawling around her waist. She turned one way and another, fluttered her eyelashes and formed a sweet kissing mouth with her lips. Megumi smiled superiorly. Looking at oneself - in - the - mirror - (an act that a sensible person reduces to a few most necessary moments) seemed to fascinate the mad Nanako completely. If at least she was beautiful! But no. Megumi was very fond of her sister's face, thin, round, and flat like a plate. But she couldn't admit, with the best of intentions, that that was a pretty face, even though the teen did everything possible to create that effect. Now, for example, she powdered her cheeks redder and smeared the skin around her eyes with a green, glittery eyeshadow."Honey" said Megumi and hid a smile. "What is this sudden urge to be elegant? Are you going out?"

"Yes." The baby grumbled. "To Yukiko's party."

"Oh ... to Yukiko's party ..." Megumi didn't really listen. "You, listen to this:> Those who have hairy backs are often merciless ...
“Yes, but you're not going there.” Nanako sighed impatiently and hissed because the green make-up had caught her eye. Blinking her watery eyes again and again, she closed the zipper of the velvet dress that Megumi had given her.

"How do you know I'm not going, black brunette? How do I ask?"

Nanako turned away from the mirror and sniffed condescendingly. In her arsenal of a woman of the world she had a large number of such haughty faces in reserve. She trained her every day in front of the mirror in case she was turned on by a good-looking and pushy macho that day.Now she practiced this arrogance on the person of her sister and she did it effortlessly. Although she thought Megumi was an absolutely extraordinary person, Nanako had the slightest suspicion that her older sister didn't have a single hormone. To neglect yourself like that! Never put on make-up! Do not do a manicure! Shouting at such a beautiful boy like Motosuwa in the street! Nanako had not only manicure but also an admirer named Kenta, who, ignoring her ruthlessness and moodiness, liked to submit to graceful tyranny. You could see that in the numerous victims. For example, Kenta groaned up the basement stairs laden with coal, took out the garbage for the entire Nagashi family when it was Nanako's turn and did difficult homework for them.

“My poor Megumi.” Nanako said when she saw that her elaborate facial expressions caused no reaction from the sister. “You don't have to be Aristotle to know when a woman is going to a party. You don't go.First, you have no one to go with. Second, you have nothing to wear. "

"My poor Nanako. You are really overripe for your age. I am curious what this has to do with hairy legs."

"Apparently none at all. Take a look at yours." Proud of her witty and immediate answer, Nanako felt empowered to give Megumi good advice. She clicked her tongue lightly and said:

"That's stupid of you not to go. I met this long-haired boy today who is in class with you."

“A, Yutaka.” Megumi muttered.

"He told me that he will be with Yukiko too, they know each other. I think he's really pretty."

"Yes." Megumi said. "Very pretty. As pretty as cocoa with cream."

"It's a shame you don't like him. Luckily I'm his type too."

"I think every girl is her type. And he's an amaya type."

"From your class?" asked Nanako sadly.

"Yes. Lost business Nanako, kid.You'd better stay with Kenta-kun. "

"Definitely, I'm going," Nanako Nagashi said firmly. "Yutaka told me that he drove to Yukiko's in the morning - he has a car - and he helped her with the shopping. She has allegedly already baked apple pie and that a couple of large plates full. It should be many others too Delicacies ... "

“What time is it?” Megumi asked firmly, jumping up from the bed.

"Well, pretty late, it's seven o'clock."

"You can save yourself the make-up, you stay at home."

"Who, me? Mummy!"

Mama came in with quick steps.

"Who is beating whom and for what?"

They explained to her what was going on and mom decided without thinking for a moment:

"Megumi is leaving, Nanako is staying here. No protests, please."

"Mummy!!!"

"I said no protests. Underage schoolgirls don't go to parties. Megumi, actually ... why don't you go?"

"Well, because I have no clothes." Megumi explained indulgently. "But that's not important, today I don't care because I'm just going for the apple pie.""Megumi, eh? How - you don't care? It's just not normal. My dear, tonight you should definitely, really definitely try to become a Romantic Butterfly. And how, I'll tell you."

"Injustice!" muttered Nanako. "I already have an appointment with Kenta!"

"Oh darling, that's nice. I like Kenta-kun even though he hiccups a little often. Poor child, why is he so afraid of me?"

"Because you are a dangerous despot !!"

"Invite him anyway. We all watch TV and Kenta-kun goes home at twelve ten."

"I don't like this suggestion. And Kenta won't like it either."

“But there is no other.” Mama's voice sounded razor sharp and Nanako gave up grumbling angrily.

How did you like it?

Sorry for being so short ... But I've got a lot on my mind. Hee, whoever blows up my school, the whole FF is dedicated to !!

But this chapter is dedicated to medeia, for your loyalty * g * and for the Abi !!!!^^ Congratulations, medeia !!!! * hug *