"Where is it, ugh," Harmony shouts. Her whole room looks like the definition of a zombie apocalypse. Clothes thrown every which way, shoes scattered, jewelry over filling a small container, and carelessly tossed hair products. Harmony walks over to an untouched jour despite all the half filled boxes, opening it. Moving wasn't exactly easy especially when you where expecting friends, trying to pack thousands of objects under 20 minutes and set to find a very important misplaced item. To make all things better, today was her birthday. "Ugh!"
It was as if the world is against her in every way. Maybe she should have took her mother's advice or else this whole situation would have been solved. Harmony's movements come to a sudden stop, her face blushed and muscles tense. With a sudden thought, she stomped herself out the door and down a flight of steps. The house looked abandoned with all of its contents packed away. The couches and other huge furniture where the only things left untouched until the pickup trucks arrived.
Her mother pranced around the kitchen, gathering spices meanwhile her father scrolled through the newest TouchPad as always. His steaming coffee scented the half packed room. "The pots and pans are already packed, you will have to eat cereal," her mom mumbled without having to turn around.
"Do you know where my paper is," Harmony asks, her voice louder than she expected. Haiden looks up from his bowl as did Victoria who ditched her classes and decided to stick around to pack. Both are her siblings who looked down upon her for being the youngest and the only one to have blonde hair.
"You will have to be more specific, honey."
"An orange piece of paper, I literally had it laminated. Its my speech for the pep rally, before the Halloween Dance. That slip of paper is very important." Harmony impatiently taps the floor and yanks at her blonde hair; heart is racing like a jet. If she didnt have that paper, she could kiss her position on the JUINS, goodbye. That paper was also to prove herself better than her rival.
Her mother leaned on the counter, full attention on Harmony who was on the brim of exploding. In the corner of her eye she saw her brothers tall figure walk by. "Have you looked in the living room, maybe it slipped between the cushions."
"No, I wa-" Harmony felt a slight tap on her shoulder and she shot around to Haiden who gave a mischievous grin.
"I mistook your speech for a table mat, my bad sis," Haidens tone is as confident as ever. "You shouldn't have left something like that sitting around, next thing you know, it could accidentally end up as a doormat next."
What the hell, she mentally screamed.
"It was in my room," she spoke through gritted teeth. Harmony's knuckles tightens and her face could probably be mistaken as a tomato. All her hard work just for it to be used so...so...carelessly.
Her brother shrugged, taking a step forward. "Hmm, then how did it end up down here?"
Harmony took a threatening step as well. "The cops will be asking the same thing." She snatched the paper which now had a circular sticky residue on it and stormed off.
"Harmony! At Least eat something before you go," her mother pleaded from below the stairs.
"Alex, Olivia and I will pick something up on the way," Harmony shouted back, slamming the door shut behind her. Framed paintings rattled, she would have to pack those soon. Harmony spent minutes taking down memorable photos and stacking them all inside a cardboard box, most ripped from her outraging anger.
"Knock, Knock," came a familiar male voice. Harmony swung open the door to be met by fiery red hair and a sweet smile but he's obviously not affected by her annoyed mood. "What has your tea boiling today, birthday girl?"
Alex partcores through the laid out objects and takes a seat on the rearranged bed. Harmony huffs, "Him." Her voice bounces off the blue painted walls.
"Him who, exactly?"
Alex holds his hands up in a mocking surrender. "I'm taking that as in your brother." Harmony shot him a death glare as she tries to adjust her jean shorts and tucked in purple top. "Okay, enough of your brother, are you okay because you seem more aggressive lately."
"Yes," Harmony shoutedly, whispers. "Haiden has made my life a living hell, Victoria as well but this takes the cake." Her words are barely whispers and instead, get louder. "I can take the verbal bullying but he can't just come into my room and take whatever he wants!"
Promptly, the mirror furthest from the door, shatters.
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