Novel & Cerita My Younger Sister Was A Genius

My sister, Tiffany is four years younger and thinks that seventeen means she knows everything there is to know about the world. We don't exactly see eye to eye. She's the cheerful outgoing cool kid and I was always the book savvy nerd. We were never rich but we managed to make it through pretty well. So yes, I’d say our childhood was normal. No spiteful siblings, no abusive parents, no excessive bullying at school. The point I’m trying to convey here is I was a normal, average, and mentally healthy person until that night. — I lift my pen and think of Monday night.

Too bad, people are blind. I smiled. "Thank you," I answered before getting my meal. She scoffed. "Thank you? Why would you thank? It's an insult, Athijha." "Clea, hija, just understand that your sister is an idiotic nerd. She has a very low IQ, unlike you." Mom said with a smile. I smirked and made a face. Clea's eyes met mine. What are you gonna do once our parents learns about the truth behind you high grades, sister?

The seventeen year old girl giggled from the backseat of the car where she was sitting with her younger sister. The young one followed her suit and giggled as well, despite not knowing what her sister was rambling about. But seeing the older girl making funny faces at the painting of a boy with bright blue eyes, she had a good guess, and almost rolled her eyes at her elder sister. The younger girl was sometimes too smart for her age and liked to think she was smarter than her sister, who was behaving like a child at the moment.

"Is everything going well? Did you adapt well there? I was worried that you would not be able to survive there since you are––” "I told you so many times, Sis: I am fine." "Yes, yes. I believe you now,” her older sister, once again, laughed at her words. "Then I can assume that your exam went well?" "Hmm, maybe?" she shrugged. "Maybe? It must be going well. I know you are a genius. A talented person." "It is just from my luck."

"Emily? Emily who?" "My daughter. She is developing a fashion business. If Barbara is in that field, she should be able to adapt easily." Melanie's sigh turned into laughter. "Are you kidding me? You asked your sister to be an assistant to a four year old child?" "Louis and Emily are not the same as other children. They are geniuses. Their abilities are far beyond average, even college kids who failed to complete their studies." "Are you mocking your sister again?" Melanie narrowed her eyes.

I rushed into the bathroom and shut the door, locking it behind me. Damian Love her sister? Get my love back? Forget the pain of being cheated on? What the hell have they been telling this girl about me? If she actually believes any of that crap, then maybe the rumors about Sareena Morelli are wrong, because she’s not nearly as smart as they say. Child genius? Teenage doctor? She’s acting just as naive as the rest of them. How could someone so brilliant be so damn stupid?

I turn back in an attempt to enter my room when I bump into something. I looked up to see who had been so reckless and devious to hit me head-on. I stepped back a little, not believing the image my eyes brought up. Right before me was my blood sister, Bridget Nolan. Bridget, my younger sister, is the definition of a hottie. She had the perfect body and curve like her older sister, but this time she was much prettier. Genetic evolution is in play. Bridget wasn't as strong as me and not as fierce as me, being the weak little sister I had always fended for.

They could hear the sound of loud giggling and chattering coming from there as if a get-together was in full swing. “It’s quite a normal scene here. My younger sister has returned from boarding school to complete her final year here. So today everyone is extra excited,” said Amy. “Oh, you have a sister as well?” Asked Brooklyn with wide eyes. “Yeah, Her name is Genelia. We call her Gia and believe me she’s the youngest, so she’s spoiled rotten by everyone,” said Amy with an eye roll. Brooklyn smiled and walked into the living room with her friend. To her surprise, the room was quite full with people of all ages laughing and joking with one another. She had never seen such a jovial and friend

"I'm going to vomit." His thoughts shifted to one of his other sisters, Beth. He chuckled. Sweet, clueless Beth. He and Emma were blessed with brains and decent looks. Beth still had both, but it was different than them. Beth wasn't stupid, far from it in fact. She was the smartest one of their family. She was incredibly smart, almost scary smart. She'd been valedictorian when she graduated high school, and was near the top of her class at the university. She didn't really concentrate on her looks, though. A pity really.

I ran after him and stopped him before he got into his room. "What now?" He asked. "The thing is.. my younger sister has kids; twin boys who are just over a year old." He stared at me in disbelief, "You're making this up, aren't you?" I shook my head, "I wish I were. It's hard for me to say it to people because it sounds strange but that's the truth. He scoffed, "You have got to be kidding me. If your sister is crippled, shouldn't she know better than to keep her legs open?