Hooked Up At The First Sight

"Julie!... Julie!!... Julie!!!"

I heard my name as I opened the front door but I decided not to answer as I was fully attentive to my phone which I held in both hands as my fingers tapped over my keyboard.

"Julie!" The piercing, shrieky approaching voice of my 11 year old sister called again. This time, it was louder as she caught up with me just as I walked into the living room.

"Julie!" She held my arm.

"What?" I asked smoothly as I looked down at her beside me and realized she was growing taller as her head was almost at the same length as my shoulder.

"You have to come help unpack." She points her thumb back at the taxi outside the house, catching her breath at the same time.

"Where's Derek?"

"I don't know." She turns to go. "Vera said I come get you. Come on!."

I groaned. "Derek!!" I yelled into the house and then went back out. Derek is the house help and he was supposed to be carrying our bags in.

The taxi had just dropped us after our trip from Kansas where we had been for a week for our summer vacation. It's been a tiring trip for goodness sake!

As I walked back to the walkway where the taxi had dropped us, Vera was standing beside our luggages with folded arms and a frown.

As I came closer, she unfold her arms revealing her bellybutton below the rainbow coloured crop top she had on over fitted carton brown crazy jeans.

"Where's Derek?" I asked her.

"How would I know that?" She shot back. Vera, 19 years, is my immediate younger sister yet that's how she always shot answers at me. She was very cold and stubborn and disrespectful and get on my nerves six days in a week.

Although I was three years older than she was, she was taller. She tucked her straight neck length ebony black hair behind her ears and placed her fingers which were full of knuckle rings on the biggest box waiting for me to join in.

Tonia was already making to lift the smallest box.

"God! I'm so famished yet I have to carry this bag again?" I made for my own bag which was smaller than the biggest.

"You know I can't lift this alone." She said with her hand still on top of it.

I sighed and held the other side of the bag. Both her clothes and that of Tonia were in the bag. After carrying it with her into the living room, I left her to pull it to her room while I went back to get my own bag.

While I pulled the luggage in through the door I texted my boyfriend, Boyd.

'Hey, honey. I'm back!' with winking and kissing emojis.

I shut the door and headed upstairs to my room waiting for him to come online to reply my message.