I Live To Die

I Live To Die

Okay, so this story... It involves everyone I know in real life. You can decide for yourselves if you want to believe if it's real or not. Your choice. I'm not telling. And no matter what you read... think about it.

Chapter 2


by: Subrina

"Why are we moving?" I asked, looking up at Lily. She had long, light brown hair and kind hazel eyes. I didn't know her real age, but she looked pretty young. She smiled down at me as we sat on an airport bench.

"Oh, Subrina. You're going to love Florida, I promise." She said, ignoring my question. I groaned, but looked at the airport around me. I had never seen so many people in one place before, and they all looked so different. It was almost as if they were from all around the world. There were men, women, old people, young people... all kinds of people. There were even some pets here and there. A watched as a lady walked past me, carrying two bug suitcases. She huffed and puffed, trying to roll them both behind her. I smiled at how funny she looked. A smell of cinnamon wafted towards my nose and I looked around until I found a Cinnabon. The store had a long line of people, just waiting to take a bite of a gooey cinnamon bun. My mouth watered as I thought of trying one.

"Justin? Are you excited to go to Florida?" Lily asked my older brother, who was twelve now. He just let out a depressed sigh and kept on looking out the window at the airplanes. My excitement of going to a new place faltered as I stared at my older brother. His inky black hair had gotten a little longer, but not long enough for people to think he was a girl from the back. His green eyes had lost their electrifying glow. They seemed to have gotten more dull, if that was even possible. His mouth was set in a line. He hadn't been the same since...

I shook my head, wanting to get the thoughts out. I closed my eyes, trying not to picture my burning house. I covered my ears with my hands, trying to force the screams of my mother out of my head. I could still see her, lying on the ground. Bleeding... in pain...

"Subrina." Lily said, poking me. I looked up at her. She was smiling sadly at me, as if she could tell what I was thinking about. "How would you like to try a cinnamon bun?" She asked, obviously trying to cheer me up. I nodded my head enthusiastically and she got up to stand in line. I poked Justin with my little finger.

"Do you want some of my cinnamon bun?" I asked him. He turned to look at me and I gave him the best puppy-dog eyes I could muster. He gave a small smile.

"Sure." He said, his voice soft. I smiled at him and he turned to look out the window again. He didn't smile or even show emotion around Lily. It wasn't that he didn't like her... it was just that... I don't know. Justin was Justin and I couldn't change that. I loved my older brother. He was all the family I had left.

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"Subrina, look out your window." Lily nudged me awake. She was smiling her famous Lily smile, with her glowing white teeth. She pointed at the window and I pressed my face against the cool glass. I saw a beach, with white sand. I almost laughed out loud. I hadn't been to the beach in so long! Little specks were on the beach... people. They seemed to tiny, like I could squish them with my fingers. I reached over Lily to poke Justin awake. His eyes opened groggily and he looked at me.

His eyes looked so alive I gasped. Was he having a good dream? About mom? His eyes had that look, that electrifying static. They were a dazzling green, almost reflecting the light around him. A smile pulled at his lips as he stared at me. And then just like that... the dazzle was gone. He had realized that he was awake, and he shook his head, almost as if he was trying to shake off any happiness he had just felt. Lily seemed to have noticed, but she pretended not to. She took out a little hand-mirror and checked her hair. Typical Lily, always needing to look perfect.

"Justin." I said, remembering why I had woken him up. He looked at me. "Look out my window. There's a beach." I said excitedly, waiting for him to smile. He never did. He gazed out the window and his eyes seemed to get even more sad. I instantly regretted telling him about the beach. It would bring back memories of mom...

"Please lift your tray tables and adjust your seats to the upright position. Thank you." said a lady's voice. My tray table wasn't up and my seat was in the right position. I smiled to myself. Justin and Lily adjusted their seats and put their pillows on the floor. I looked behind me.

"How come those people back there don't have pillows?" I asked. Lily looked behind us. She stuck her tongue out at me.

"Those people aren't in first-class. We're special and get privileges." She winked at me and I smiled, taking out a nail-filer. Justin shrugged.

"They all probably have their moms." Lily and I went quiet. His words stung me like a bee sting. Why had he said that? Was he angry? Did he not want to be here, in Florida, in the warmth? Without warning, Lily extended her hand and smacked Justin upside the head. He jerked forward and frowned at her.

"What was that for?!" He practically yelled. She rolled her eyes at him.

"I don't want to hear you say anything like that again. You got that?" She asked, pointing her nail-filer at him. Justin glared at the filer like it was the most evil thing in the world.

"Fine." He mumbled. Lily smiled, leaned down, and kissed Justin on the cheek. His eyes bugged out of his head and his whole face turned a bright shade of red. Lily used to tuck me in at night and kiss me on the forehead, but she had never laid a finger on Justin before. Lily turned around and winked at me as got up and got our over-head bags. I giggled as Justin viciously tried to wipe the kiss off his cheek, as if it was a real thing. He caught me staring at him and bobbed me on the head.

"What are you staring at?" He asked.

"Nothing pretty." I said happily. He smiled at me and rubbed the top of my head, messing up my hair. I frantically tried to smooth the inky black hair down. Justin laughed and I gave him a death glare.

"Everything always has to be perfect for you." He said, half to himself. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"I actually care about my appearance." I said matter-of-factly.

"You guys both look beautiful, now can you please get your butts up and move?" Lily said sarcastically. My brother and I both got up and followed Lily out of the plane, ready to finally see our new home.

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