For as long as I could remember, I had admired my big sister. She was full of grace, confidence and just had this radiance about her. Whether it was the way her blond hair fell into her face before she pushed it back behind her ears or the way her entire face lit up when she laughed, she was something amazing. Over the years I watched her change from being a girl like I had been, into a woman. I knew from an early age that all I really wanted to be in life was her. “Talia is going to be here soon,” my mother poked her head in through my door and gave me a smile. “Hurry up and finish getting ready.” Today is my eighteenth birthday and both my sister Talia, who is now twenty seven, and my brother Ryan, who is now twenty two, were going into town to celebrate with me. I had not seen either of them for a few months, so I was excited for their arrival. Talia, after graduating from college, went on to be an interior decorator. She makes a good fair amount of money, not like she really needs it though. When Talia was twenty four, she married her high school Sweetheart Andrew and well, he was born into money and I am not really sure what it is that he really does with his time. They have two children, a girl and a boy, both under the age of three, but she still manages to have a career. She continues to impress me with who she is. Then there is Ryan. Ryan did not go off to college like Talia. In fact, College was probably not even in Ryan’s vocabulary. Ryan is not stupid by any means, but he is not book smart. He knows how to survive in the world in the bigger areas. He can take care of himself and though he is not Talia, I still admire him for his courage to make it in life. If I were to end up like either him or Talia, I would not be able to şişli escort say that things had turned out bad, because I would be very fortunate. “Delany,” a familiar voice called up the stairs, forming a smile on my face. Just hearing Talia made me excited. “Get your butt down here.” I finished applying my lipstick and tossed it to the vanity. I was no where near as pretty as Talia, that was for sure. I had wavy brown hair that was uncontrollable and my skin was pale. I tried my best to cover it up with makeup, which helped just enough to leave me satisfied. Though seeing Talia was sure to remind me that I am not her, and that I probably never will be. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” I called down the stairs as I shut off my bedroom light and headed down the stairs. “Be patient.” “Patient is not a word the Tal knows,” my brother laughed, standing by the front door. I had not been made aware of his arrival, but I did not lack in enthusiasm for it. “Right Tal?” Talia glared at him and it felt like old times again. Whereas I had never fought with Talia or Ryan, they always seemed to be at a constant bicker with one another. I hated it when I was younger, but now, it just felt good to see them back in action. “That is okay,” Talia shot in his direction, pushing her golden blood hair to the side of her shoulder. I could not help but watch in awe. “Most words are words that you don’t know.” “Oh ouch,” Ryan gasped, grabbing at his heart as if she had just staked him in the chest. “Coming from you means that its true and my life is over. Whatever shall I do?” “You could take your sister and go have a good night,” my mother laughed, trying to hurry us out the door. “Don’t let her get into trouble okay?” “We will mom,” Talia laughed, mecidiyeköy escort wrapping my jacket around my shoulders and leading me out the door. “By tomorrow morning she will have a few piercings and at least one tattoo.” “I swear to you both I will never speak to you again if that child comes home in any condition other than the one in which she is leaving in,” my mother spoke through clenched teeth. “Do you both understand me?” “Yes mom,” they both said in unison, trying to fight back laughter. “We understand.” _______________ Talia, being the person that she was, pulled a few strings and got us into this club called The Loft. I was under twenty one, so the bouncer made sure to place a giant red dot on my hand so the bartender would not serve me alcohol. I scrubbed and scrubbed to get it off in bathroom, but it was like I had gotten that first tattoo of the evening, it was not budging. Tilia and I danced for what felt like hours, laughing and having a good time. She helped attract some men over to us and just to be close to her, some of them even danced with me. I could tell they were really standing around for her, but I took advantage of them dancing with me anyways. I took note of the way Talia danced, holding her body closely to whatever man it was that she was dancing with. She would rock and sway against them, as if she were fucking them through their clothes and they held onto every second of it, as if it were their only chance of getting close to her. Ryan finally made his way into the dancing, after spending a while chatting up some red head at the bar. It obviously did not go as he had intended, which would be stupid for the girl. Sure my brother was no rock star, but he was gorgeous. He had that rugged, şişli eskort dropped out of high school to wear tight jeans and become a mechanic look to him. Most girls in our town seemed to love men like him, though we were no longer in our town. Two hours out and the world takes a drastic turn of what people like and how people act. Pushing his way between us, Ryan easily transitioned himself into dancing. He smiled at me as we danced, our bodies a few feet away from one another as the song loudly blasted a dance song through the speakers. I was having the time of my life and the best birthday imaginable. Then the music turned slow and everyone took up a partner. To my surprise Ryan and Talia began to dance, laughing and talking, leaving me to slowly be pushed into a corner where I was left to only watch the room of dancers holding onto one another. I finally made my way over to some couches against the wall, sitting down and feeling rather sorry for myself. I knew that I should just get back out there and dance, even if it was just by myself, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Even Talia and Ryan were done spending time with me. “Is this seat taken?” An attractive man as me, pointing to the empty part of the couch next to me. “Not at all,” I smiled up at him. “Have a seat.” “Thank you,” he smiled at me with a wink, before turning and grabbing a leggy blond to sit down on this lap. They quickly went at it, kissing and wrapping their arms around each other. I felt instantly sick and just wanted to get out of this place. It was my birthday and I was the one that was going to be in charge of this evening, whether Talia and Ryan liked it or not. I pushed myself up from the couch and looked over the crowd, trying to locate where Talia and Ryan had ended up, but I could not see them. I continued to scan the place, looking over at the bar and then back to the dance floor but I could not see them. Looking up I noticed Talia’s dress, at least I felt that was the dress she was wearing.