Kira

Hearing the door close from inside the room, I let out a sign of relieve falling my head on my small palms. Thank goodness he left the room. Finally, I stood from the closed toilet seat and decide to take a shower.

After few minutes, I was standing in front of my closet with my towel secured round my body and my wet hair matting my face.

Pulling out a clean pair of pants and sweatshirt from the closet, I keep them on the bed then walk over to my hair dryer and connect it to the wall before having my seat on the chair opposite the mirror which view my pale reflection. My hair was a curly mess, it's tangled but I manage to comb it back to the way it should be.

After dressing my hair in a casual style, I walk back to my bed and got dressed on my pant and sweatshirt. Just as I was about to put my folded PJ back in the laundry basket, I sighted Max Jean and black t-shirt of yesterday laying on the couch. He must have forgotten them. I shove the PJ in the laundry basket and walk over to the couch to pick Max's clothes. I have to give him back his clothes so he doesn't bother to burst the door open again when I'm naked next time claiming he wants to pick his clothes after seeing me undressed. Image of Max seeing my bouncing chest last night makes me flush in embarassment.

Not wanting to think more of how his face flush pink last night after seeing me just on pj pant, I hurry out from the room and head to the door across mine in the hallway. I really don't like the fact that he chose the room opposite mine, he should have chose any other room but not this one.

Harshly, I knocked twice on the wood door in a very rude way gaining a slight grunt from Max inside.

"Maybe you should learn to knock in a more pleasant way and stop hurting my ears, they are aching me now," he complained.

Maybe I shouldn't have even bother knocking just like be doesn't bother to as well. With a small eye roll I push the door open and see him using his phone with both legs hang on the table. He was wearing his casual— black t-shirt and black jean. His room is medium sized just like mine, but the design pattern of his was the complete opposite of mine. Giant wallpaper of a masked villain are paste on the wall and his table is full with different scientific book about experiment— quite sure there are scientific book about pranks instead.

I look over to the left side of the wall and see another big poster of a boy throwing a baseball into a net. The other small image beside the baseball had a angry anonymous figure with a.. greyish mask with moustache and dark narrowed eyes. The background of the image was black and so was the hoodie. The anonymous monster had his black hand-gloved big index finger pointed directly to my face with the bold word clearly written underneath his fingers "I Hate You" A shiver run through me at the sight of the scaring image. The thought of the image being real as he approach me with his big gloved finger pointed at me make me want to run for my dear life. Infact, to be precise this room is.. terrifying.

"If you're done scanning the room you should let me know," his voice brought me out from my reverie and I look up at him. He stands from the chair were he was seating with his phone on both hands and walked over to somewhere I don't know about in his room.

Shaking my head a few time to distract me from that ugly anonymous image telling me he hates me, I walk up to Max and hand him his clothes. "Here," I stretch out the pair of black clothes, which I already folded, in the space between us.

"Thanks." He took them from me and threw them lazily on his bed.

My head tilt to the direction of his bed and see how the clothes now lay on it, scattered, just the same way I had picked them from my couch few minutes ago, only this time it look better. How can he be so dirty?

"Your such a lazy ass, Max" I compliment him, heading over to the clothes to help him fold them, again. It's not like it's my concern that he threat his clothes this way but my legs just push me here to help him fold them, again.

"It's my clothes Kira, so I can handle them the way I want." He defends, from behind me.

"That doesn't mean you just throw them like they're piece of rags." I said, and I can tell he's rolling his eyes at me.

I pick the black Jean and was about folding it when he call out on me again, "Kira, these are my clothes, I don't want them folded like I'm some ten years old boy." He simply said.

Really? That's the rule here? Well it's dumb to think that. "You know what? Fine with your rules. I'll just leave them here the way you want. They are your clothes afterall." I drop the Jean back on the bed, "I'll take my leave now, Max Everton" I excused, turning to leave.

"Thanks for understanding, Kira Jeremy." He returned, while I poke my tongues at him. Just as I was about leaving the room he called me out.

"Yes?" My head drift towards him to see he is already few steps away.

"Since you want to help," he pause. I didn't miss to see his lips curl up, in amusement. "Can you help me go check my bathroom shower? It's not functioning and I wonder why? And again there seem to be a pot hole at the centre top which I don't know." He shrugs. Pot hole at the centre top he say? What does that even mean?

"Max, are you trying to play with my head or something? Cause, if that's your plan then I'm sorry to say, it's not helping." I turn to open the door again but this time it was closed by Max before I even have the chance to step out.

"I'm not joking, Kira, I'm being serious." He says, shuddering his shoulders like a honest man which I know he's not. And again, our face are just few inches away, making me want to stop breathing, but I'm trying as much as possible not to look at his eyes.

"Max—"

"Will you stop arguing, I'm telling you it's not working. Just help me check it, will you?" he pressed. His caramel eyes seem too stunning for me to avoid. But I won't let him know that.

"Since when did I turn plumber anyways? You should tell Dad not me." Why would he want me to check by the way if he is not up to something crafty.

"No, I want you to see it first so you can help me tell him. Otherwise," he lean further to my ears and I won't deny, my body shivered at his small touch. "I'll tell everyone the worse thing you ever did as a kid."

I gasped, "You better not." I warned, like it will scare him.

I knew playing a MOT with Max wasn't the right choice. He wouldn't mind blowing up all your truths and secrets to anyone. I should have known he is inconsistent before I opened my mouth to tell him the worse thing I ever did as a kid when he asked me the question. I didn't wanted to tell him but he knew better, so I told him how I burnt down mum's treasured greenhouse she spent a lot building for two years and I denied it when she asked everyone including the full neighbourhood. She even spent days cursing at our neighbourhood who she suspected the entire time. I mean, I didn't mean to intentionally, it was an accident but he wouldn't listen, instead he concluded that I'm a she-devil with angelic figure.

A soft smirk escaped his mouth near my neck side and I couldn't help but feel like his mouth was on my skin. "Are you doing it or not?" His voice was low and raspy and I wonder if this was my cousin or not. Sometimes I still wish he wasn't t my cousin, but I like him as my cousin too, or maybe I don't.

"Fine! Just shift back." I pushed him off me with all my strength and he manage to burge back a little.

"I thought so." He smiles, rewardly to himself. So here goes the reward for playing a Moment Of Truth with a opposite sex, not just any huy but my cousin.

"So where is this shower?" I ask, annoyed, "And besides why do I have to be the one to fix it?"

"Because you're my lil cousin and you care." He smiles and my mind momentarily screams I hate you in the opposite way.

"Just shut up! You're annoying." I paddle myself to his bathroom and walk over to the shower. "Why can't I find this hole you're speaking of?" I call out.

"Step further and check the centre of it." He instruct, behind me. I groan slightly and continue to search for the hole but nothing seem to be there just the normal tiny holes where water pours out.

With my head still hanging up to search for the whatever hole I begin, "Max there's nothing like such here, it's just the normal holes. Nothing—" before I could complete my sentence, water splash over me and my mouth immediately fall agape at the sudden cold content, whilst a big roar of laughter followed. You've got to be kidding!

"Max!!" I yelled at the now laughing figure in front of me. I should have known this was his plan. He switch the shower on while I was underneath it. Great! Infact he should be awarded. I just want to reward him by simply choking his neck! "You—" I sneered, making my way over to hit him or something, but instead my own feet seem to hate me as well as it slip me off guard with hands hang around Max's shoulders pulling him along with me as his hand slide behind my waist all in a whiff and then we our body collided onto the cold floor. I was on top of him with my legs in between his and my long wet hair falling beside us with his hands still behind my waist pulling me to him. Our eyes were locked as if they were searching for something in the others. And not to mention my heart seem to race harder than before. It all happened too soon.

After what seem like a minute or less staying in our current position, I try to say something but my words seem to fumble, "I," I try to form something but nothing seem to leave my mouth.

His eyes leave mine and he stare at my parted lips before looking back at my eyes and I can't help but look at his lips as well. A small cough invade my ears, and I quickly draw my attention from his pink lips. They seem soft though.

"Are you done? You're heavy." He said, and my eyes widen as I instantly withdrawn my body from him. I look away from him and tuck my wet hair behind my ears as my cheeks flush in deep shade of red.

"I'm sorry.. I-" My head still don't seem to catch a thing. He stands from the floor with his body now slightly weight due to mine. He ignored my flattered state and carried something from the faucet sink and before I could fathom what he held n his hands, white substance was poured on my face and I gasp again. Powder!

"Now I'm done!" He laughed again, uncontrollable this time. The powder had covered my full face and some part of my shoulder and chest too, making it difficult for me to see. But anyways still made attempt to catch him, but this time more careful as he runs from me.

"Come back here!" I scream, running after him. He entered into his room and I followed.

I hear Ricky's say, "What's that?"

Karen and Lauren voice followed next, "Ah!! It's a ghost!" They both screamed and they all ran out from the room like I'm a real ghost. When did they get in here at the first place?

"Max!" I yelled at him again only for him to smile at me before switching off the light making the already less ventilated room even more dark. He head to the door and leave the room closing the door behind him with laughter while I stumble on something making me fall on the floor with other things falling with me same time creating a loud thud.

"Max!!!!"

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