"Em, Yuna!" calls your and your sister's carer.

You sit up and look at the clock, frowning. You get up and go to the bathroom.

After going to the kitchen, you see your carer Lanne, or La, as she lets you call her, making breakfast. As you sit in your special armchair to prevent falls, you notice your vision blurring. When you touch your eyes, you laugh and facepalm yourself.

How could you forget your glasses? Getting up, you walk back to your room muttering, "I'm an idiot." La laughs at you and asks, "Em, while you are there, wake your sister up." You call back, "Sure." Entering your sister's room, you grab a toy from her bookcase and throw it at her.

"Hey, wake up, Yuna." Sitting up, Yuna glares at you for waking her up, but you know what to say. Before leaving, you smile and say, "Don't blame me; I'm just doing what I'm told." You laugh like a maniac after Yuna throws her pillow at you and shakes her head as you leave.

You shook your head as Emily ran out of your room laughing, "That kid is going to be the death of me," you said and laughed when you heard, "Hey, I can hear you." Laughing because you never got used to Emily's bat-enjoy hearing, even if you were sisters. After going to the bathroom, you went to the kitchen and frowned when you noticed the time. 

They must have shared the same thought and, in typical Em fashion, had the nerve to ask what you feared asking. "La, why did you get us up at this time on a weekend?" La laughed at your expressions. "Well, I thought we could go shopping as a family." Your face lit up at the thought of going shopping, but Em, who had never been a girly girl, groaned. "Aw, do I have to?" She said, voice giving a high, whiny tone. La laughed and went up to Emily. "I tell you what: you come with us, and I'll take you to that shop you like, and you can get the game you've been wanting."

 Em's face lit, and she clapped her hands together. "‌Really?" Her voice was high, meaning she was excited. La nodded. "Yes, cutie, now get ready, and if you get ready in 20 minutes, I'll even get you a milkshake." Em raised an eyebrow. "Hey, game yes, but you know the deal: no blind with food." She said, her tone back to its usual. La laughed, "Just get ready." she said, and Em went to her bedroom to get ready. You shook your head. "How is she the smart one again?" You chuckled, but soon stopped when La gave you the look. "Hey, be nice. Em might have been intelligent, but her emotional intelligence isn't like yours."

You hear La and Yuna from your bedroom.

You know she is right, and you know that it shouldn't matter what intelligence people seem to be more proud of, but sometimes you wish to have emotional intelligence as well.

No, that doesn't matter to you. What matters is that all your life you have been scolded and picked on for not showing emotions.

La and Yuna are the only people who understand, but sometimes you feel like you are an alien in your own home. You feel a headache coming on but really wanting that game, you rub your temple, make sure your eyes aren't watering, and go to the kitchen.