Post by Miley Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 18:06:44 GMT -5
"Look brainiac your smarts will get you into goodness one of these days. I was as smart as you when I was your age. It didn't get me into enough trouble. Sometimes you gotta act stupid and innocent." Miley smirked, reaching up and messing Less's hair up abit. She could be a cruel older sister, but she loved Leslie. Less, actually, was the only thing Milly loved.
Post by Leslie Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 18:15:39 GMT -5
"Are you saying you gradually got more stupid as you got older?" Leslie asked jokingly. She knew this was not what Miley meant, but she wanted to get on her nerves slightly. Leslie pushed hair from her face that Miley had messed up. Leslie loved Miley too, and though she hadn't met her other sisters, nor knew about them yet, she knew Miley would always be the best sister she ever would have.
Post by Miley Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 18:18:59 GMT -5
Miley sighed, obviously frustrated with her little sister. "That's not what I mean and you know it. Now are you going to continue to be a pest or must I start walking around in a desperate attempt to lose you?" She asked, looking at the rows of books to hide her smirk.
Post by Miley Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 18:47:41 GMT -5
"Wow, we actually agree on something." Miley said, sarcasticlly. Then she stood up, brushing her jeans off even though it wasn't really necessary. "In that case why don't we go take a jog in the forest." Milly had always been the athletic type and she had the bod to prove it. She swam, jogged, and other little excersises everyday. It was just one of her things. Once in a while, if Leslie was lucky, she'd take her little sister with her on a jog. Though this wasn't very often.
Post by Leslie Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 21:43:01 GMT -5
"Yeah, let's go!" Leslie said enthusiastically, jumping to her feet. She had a lot of energy, and was unbelievably fast. She loved to run, to sprint for miles on end. Eventually of course, she would get tired, but she ran still, ran until she was completely exhausted. Running to Leslie was like Swimming to Miley. "Wanna race?" She asked.
Post by Miley Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 21:49:02 GMT -5
Miley shook her head, already heading for the door. "No, you know you'll win. Racing is not far. That's like me asking you to a swim competition against me. I'd cream you." She smirked, halfway to the door. She was walking fast, not running. Yet. She was fit enough that she was a challenge for her little sister, but Leslie always won. Secertly it was cause Miley let her. Couldn't let the little one down. Right?
Post by Leslie Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 21:56:32 GMT -5
"True," Leslie said, shrugging. Leslie knew that her and her sister were pretty evenly matched, at least in Miley's eyes. In actuality, Leslie ran half as fast as she really could when racing Miley. She tried to make it close, just so her sister wouldn't feel bad. ((Haha, they think they're so good))"Have you been to the Forbidden Forest yet?" Leslie asked, jogging up to her sister. Her legs had to move twice as fast as Miley's, but she had no problem keeping up.
Post by Miley Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 21:59:01 GMT -5
"Nope not yet. Have you?" Miley asked as she pushed the door open and started down the corridor. She loved spending time with Les. Propably because Leslie was the girl Miley was never able to be. The ten year old had alot going for her. More then her fourteen year old sister anyway.
Post by Leslie Riddle on Feb 1, 2007 22:15:38 GMT -5
"Well, it does sound cool. I just don't believe them," Leslie shrugged. "Pretty much everything I can take, I guess. How about you?" She asked, then started to speed up a little, overtaking her sister and rounding a corner.