I'm sure I looked like a fish with the way my mouth kept opening and closing. "Wait," Tarris says, surprised," you two know each other?"

"We're sisters," I say, my voice barely above a wisper. The shock was making it hard to breath. I continued to stare at the girl-now woman- I had lost so long ago.

***Flashback***

My 9-year-old self laughed as my 11-year-old sister Sulma made funny faces to cheer me up as I cried. I had just broken my new toy I had gotten for my birthday yesterday. It was a doll I had been wanting for forever. Now, its brown hair was singed from the fire I had accidentally dropped it into. The plastic was melted and it's clothes were chard.

"It's okay," Sulma says comfortingly,"I'm sure mom and dad will buy you another. It was an accident."

"Really?" I ask while rubbing my eyes to clear away the tears.

"Yes," she says confidently," As a matter of fact, let's fo ask them now!"

"Okay!" I say, now excited, "let's go!" I grab my sister's outstretched hand and run with her into the house, toy forgotten.

4 Years Later

I was now 13 and I thought I was dying.

"Sulma!" I yell, frightened.

My bathroom door busts open and in steps my now 15-year-old sister.

"What is it?" she asks, panicked.

"I'm bleeding," I say.

"Where?" she asks as she begins to examine me.

I point to the junction of my legs. She looks at where I'm pointing then starts to laugh.

"What's so funny?" I say, still panicking," I'm dying!"

This only makes her laugh harder." You're not dying," she gasps out," your just growing up."

Sulma then proceeds to tell me about a girl's period and the birds and the bees. At the end of it all, I was extremely embarrassed and ao was my sister, especially when she told me she was still a virgin. In the end, we hugged each other and went into the living room to watch a movie.

3 Years Later

R.I.P
Sulma Romero Cloy

I stood over my sister's tombstone with tears in my eyes. She had died in a car crash two weeks ago. I was now 16. She was 18 when she died. I only cried harder when I realised that she still had had so much to live for.

It was a car crash that killed her. She had just gotten a new one for graduation and she had wanted to take it for a ride. She had wanted to go by herself so I stood in our driveway as I watched drive off, never expecting it to be the last time I saw her.

An hour later and I was still waiting, starting to get worried. She should have been back by now. Mom had told me to calm down but I couldn't.

Two hours later and we got a call. I watched as my mom picked up the phone. She smiled at me then answered it. I watched as her smile turn into frown then into a look of horror. She began to cry and I just knew something had happened to Sulma.

The worst part was that they had never found her body.

***End Flashback***

I let out a sob as I ran to my sister and gripped her in a hug. "I thought you were dead," I wailed.

"I know, I'm so sorry Sue," she said, tears now flowing from her eyes.

I didn't know how to feel. I knew I should be mad at Sulma but I couldn't. She had been my only friend. My sister and best friend.

"Why," I wisper, my voice cracking.

"I found my mate, Sue. Now you have too. We won't be separated anymore. We're dragon shifters and we can live here and be happy," she says.

I smile and thought I could always be mad later. Right now, I'm gonna get reaquanted with my sister. I hug her tighter and she returns the pressure. I look up at Tarris to see him smiling too. I already like this world. I saw Tarris's smile get wider and hope light up in his eyes.

***A/N***

And there you go! It may be a little short but you'll forgive me, won't you? Okay, I have a riddle but it's probably really easy. Someone should tell me a good riddle so I could put it up here with your name.
I am black and white and red all over. What am I?
There you go! Anywho-

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