Dilila WinkMature

"Brother what do you think humans would call us?" I ask lazying back against the car seat.

"Sirens comes closest to describe your gift" my brother, Evan, replies.

"Hmm" I mumble slipping my classes up onto my head. "Sirens, hey. Didn't they pull men into the sea?" Evan nods not looking away from the road. I sigh stretching letting my shirt slip up showing a glimpse of the roses on my hips and the vines hooking on my belly button. I love my tattoos. They're apart of me. They make me the little bad girl I am. "Do you think we can go to that Milkshake parlour we say in town tonight?"

"Not so soon, Dilila" Evan sighs. I pout heavily watching Evan look away with a roll of his eyes. I remove the pout and sigh heavily looking out the window.

"Aww, I was hoping for a little sister and brother bonding time"

"You mean break up that couple at the counter then leave with a free milkshake" Evan says looking at me with a smirk. He knows me to well.

"Well, maybe that to" I say with a slow smile back as he pulls into the carpark of my new school. "Do I have to go?"

"You know the answer to that" Evan chuckles.

"Stupid roleplaying that we belong" I grumble getting out the car and slamming the door.

"Bye, then" Evan calls. I laugh and continue my walk towards the school enjoying the looks from some of the boys. The slow smile sets on my face again as I also see girls trying to control their boyfriends. Oh the power. I wink at a group of guys standing next to the entrance and one of them whistles as I go through the door. I head to the reception.

"Hey, I'm new here"

"Name?" the glum lady sighs. Trout.

"Dilila Wink" I say with a smile.

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