The hard smack and slap of Allie’s flats quickly hurried up the stairs after you, her polished hand quickly twisting open the glass door handle and slamming it behind herself as she entered. “What’s wrong with you! Noah doesn’t make a lot of money so it’s important that he got something for you!”

Allie was a lot of things, pretty, smart…loud. But most of all she was your older sister. It’s more familiar for her to yell at you now more than ever. She always reminded you of a yapping dog when she yelled at you like that. A chihuahua.

Arguments between you two didn’t used to be so normal though, it all started early this summer. When she met…Noah…ew. You don’t even know what she sees in the mill-boy, but you know she loves him.

She usually tells you stories about things he takes her to do or what they talk about as she does your hair and gets you in bed, but you hate it. You used to talk about fun things; shopping, books, places you’d like to visit, regular sibling things…

But now it’s all about Noah. When he had the audacity to get you a birthday gift, which in your opinion is just an excuse to get Allie to think he likes you…Of course you refused the gift and retreated to your room leaving the couple in the living room. You didn’t believe it for a second. He stole your sister. All the days you used to play and do things together stolen by her stupid summer love. “It’s important that he even remembered your birthday at all!”

Unfair. Unjust. Absolutely horrible. Not to mention you know he’s far too poor for a young woman of Allie’s standard.