“NOOOO!” Kaylee cried. My face turned into one of those shiny red fuji apples that were currently on display in the fresh produce section near me. All I wanted this summer was a job where I could earn some cash. But little sister Kaylee had to ruin everything!
School ended two weeks ago and that’s how long it took me to spend all my allowance for the whole of summer. But it wasn’t my fault that there were a bunch of cute and stylish outfits on sale. Even now as my bratty little sister cried her head off…I looked gorgeous. I pretty much slayed in my brand new white ripped jeans, crop top, and the perfect Drop Shoulder Drawstring Crop Hoodie to go on top. I mean I did not look like a model or anything, you can’t look like a model if you have freckles covering your whole face, red hair, and green eyes, but it was a major wardrobe improvement over my sweatpants and an old worn-out vintage t-shirt. I went into shopping spree mode when I saw the outfits on display and totally forgot about the tax. Now I am broke with no money for anything else this summer. Which is why I spent all morning clicking on every link I could find for summer jobs. I almost screamed when I found a job at the local grocery store within walkable distance, had the most basic qualifications, and was paying 20 dollars an hour! I grabbed my Converse immediately ready to snatch the job before anyone else could. But my “considerate“ mother had to make me babysit one of the worst creatures that ever walked the planet… 5-year-old sisters. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom but why did she have to make ME take care of Kaylee?!
To be honest, Kaylee isn’t a demon, I bet I was really annoying when I was her age. But she’s been acting extra annoying since last week. She chipped my mom’s favorite statue, “accidentally” ran over my dad’s garden, and randomly cut one of my favorite shirts up saying that she was making it look better. Now there was this. She promised me and not just promised me, she pinky swore that she would not make a scene, be quiet, and listen to me the whole time until my interview was done and we were home. But right when they were about to call my name for the interview she spied in the distance an abandoned elephant plushie on one of the shelves.
“Kaylee…come on…you have a bunch of toys at home! Like that platypus stuffy!” I whispered to her, holding her hand tightly, “STOP making a scene now…if I get this job I promise I will buy you one!”
It felt hopeless even if she calmed down there was no way they would give me the job after this! This was so unprofessional. I looked around me at a bunch of strangers, some had a look of pity, and others just stared in awe. As I was about to rush me and Kaylee out of the store I noticed in the corner of my eyes a mum holding onto her child’s hand and looking at Kaylee as if she was a monster.
Then she mouthed the words “She is crazy!”
I got down to Kaylee’s height. My sister was Not Crazy and she would not cry without reason.
“What happened, why do you want THAT plushie soo much?” I asked her calmly. She stopped and looked at me so seriously that I thought we were going to discuss a business deal.
“I heard that exact plushie will grant you 3 wishes if you ask it nicely and I want Mom and Dad to be together again” She explained as if it was obvious. Our parents divorced during the school year, at the end of February. I wasn’t really surprised because of how much they fought, but still, it crushed my heart when they told us. But every other weekend we switch and they still talk on the phone sometimes as friends, so it really wasn’t so bad. But I totally forgot how Kaylee was handling all of this.
“Where did you hear that exactly?” I said looking her straight in the eyes.
“In either a youtube short or TikTok, when I stole your phone” she replied looking impatient.
I tried to hold it in but after looking at her for a few more seconds I busted out laughing. If people thought Kaylee was crazy then they would think our whole family was psychos. When I finally could calm down I smiled at her and held her hand more loosely.
“After my interview, I promise you ice cream and that plushie” I smirked getting up to face the employee in front of me.
“ I am ready for my interview, but could you watch her for a bit,” I asked little more relaxed as the crowd that gathered around me a few moments ago disappeared.
“No need, you are Hired! We have never seen someone handle a child that smoothly. Maybe it took some time but I am sure you will be a valuable employee. We need someone who understands kids and can be calm in difficult situations” she exclaimed in delight.
She shifted the wooden clipboard from one arm to another and stretched out her free hand in front of me. I immediately shook it. After we discussed boring job details like when I would be starting, Kaylee, I, and that elephant plushie(Which I got for free!) left the store and headed down to the ice cream store around the corner.
Kaylee excitedly swung her legs under the table as she licked her cookies & cream with an extra scoop of cookie dough. Luckily I had two gift cards for this ice cream store or I could not afford that.
“I have a question, Kaylee,” I asked, my smiling face turned a little more serious
“Yeah, what? ” she replied as the ice cream started to drip
“Why did you chip Mom’s vase and run over Dad’s garden?…you know those are very important to them” I questioned even though I think I know why now.
“Because….because…I thought that if Mom and Dad think that I was turning into a bad kid when they are separated then they would get back together to make me into a good kid.” she explained after some hesitation.
I grabbed a couple of napkins and wiped the sticky vanilla ice cream off her face.
“It was a good try, but they are divorced for a reason ” I sighed
Kaylee just stared at me, as she finished the cone.
“Let’s go home..” I smiled as I helped her out of her tall chair.
When we got home, the lights were dark and Kaylee ran inside. My hand searched for the switch.
“Wall, Wall, Wall, more wall, finally Switch!” I exclaimed the same moment the light turned on and a bunch of people Shouted “Happy Birthday !”
The room stared at me and the only noise I could hear was the beating of my fast heart.
“OMG…when did y’all come here…Aunt Jane! Uncle Mike! dad? ” I said looking around the room.
“Hey, kiddo!” he smiled as he pulled me in for a bear hug.
When he let go, I was just confused.
“Don’t tell me you forgot” my mom laughed as she walked me inside the house. Everything was covered in decorations. Balloons covered the floor.
“It is my birthday?” I asked stupidly
“Of course, it is dear” Aunt Jane replaced sharing a look with my mom.
I felt so embarrassed, more embarrassed than when Kaylee was screaming in the grocery store a few moments ago. How did I forget MY birthday?
Hours later, after everybody left. I got up from my cozy spot on the sofa and grabbed another slice of cake. Kaylee who was staring at my huge pile of presents decided that she could not wait any longer, and grabbed the biggest one.
“Open it!” she cried in anticipation
“Ok..ok” I giggled tearing up the wrapping paper
The first thing I saw was a golden frame, was it a painting?
I tore more of the wrapping paper this time more carefully. What I saw next made my eyes fill up with tears. Dad kept his hand on my shoulder.
“I and your mom are not going to get back together but I want you to have a picture of your original family” he corrected as I gently place the picture on the ground.
“Where should I keep it?” I asked looking at Mom.
“Where ever you like,” she said smiling at dad
“Thank you, Jim” She waved as Dad left the house.
“See you next week, kiddoes,” he replied giving me and Kaylee a wave.
I smiled, looking back at the frame, “I know exactly where to keep you!”
