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[ANASTASIA POET MILANO]

TABLE MADE BY SOCKMONKEY OF CAUTION 2.0. PIC BY MALIA!

i look back to the one and only summertime

stasia pulled at the strings on her , unsure of what to do or who to be with. she had only been in rosses point for about a month but it felt like an eternity to her. she had been too chicken to talk to her siblings and had spent most of her days waiting for her friends to come out of their riding lessons. the time in between was always so boring. most people in this town were all about horses and the ones who weren't, well, anastasia had yet to have the pleasure to meet anyone of them. she continued pulling at the strings and she waited for the stoplight to turn red. she was walking around rosses point, still trying to find something entertaining. she walked rapidly as the light turned red, cursing when a car passed the red light. weren't small towns supposed to be courteous and shit? where anastasia came from, that was usually the case. sure, her town was only a few miles away but she still felt like a stranger. anastasia kept walking until finally the sun was too much to bear and she took shelter in a local starbucks. she loved the fact that even small towns were getting used to having places like this around. stasia would die if she didn't have coffee of her tea. her throat felt dry so she order a passion tea lemonade--sweetened. she pulled a couple of bills from her pocket and gave it to the cashier, letting her keep the change. she knew what it was like to work in a place like this, tips were extremely welcome. she sat in a high table close to the window and let her gaze land on the locals. everyone looked so happy. there was a couple sharing an ice cream cone, a group of girls with riding gear, and a family. family. that was the one reason stasia came here yet she was still too chicken to even meet with her siblings. she thought she would feel the urge to once she saw them, but that had yet to happen. finally, they called out her order and she got up to get it. unfortunately, a hand grabbed it before she could. "that's mine"she said politely before turning to see who it was.

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[em]

Emerald slipped from the house quietly with Sage her beautiful baby girl on her hip. she looked back at the house feeling back about leaving tex with Nick but the poor boy had a cold and she didn't want to make him any worse than he was. So the boy had a day in while the girl had a day out. she smiled softly and looked at Sage smiling softly when the girl looked back at her. emma kissed the baby's nose before pulling the one month old's hoodie around her a little tighter and moving toward her car. the women opened the back door and put the petite little girl into her seat making sure she was snug and safe before she shut the door gently and got into the drivers side.

em had a few things to to do today but before any of that she needed coffee. she was exhausted and needed a pick me up. sage of course still wasn't sleeping through the night and needed food every hour or so causing her sleep to be very minimal but of course she wouldn't change it for the world, even if only sixteen. smiling softly em peered thought the rear view mirror glancing at the child. a small shiver ran down her spine and emerald cranked up the heating and turning down the short road that starbucks was on.

pulling into the parking lot em glanced around trying to find the closest spot to the door so she didn't have to lug sage to far in the cold. she found one only a few spots away before parking and getting out. she quickly grabbed her purse and moved around to pluck sage from her car seat and moved toward the door. the baby babbled softly and burried her head into Emma's neck putting a grin on the sixteen year olds face. the girl didn't bother looking around at this point and quickly moved into the line a small yawn escaping her lips. she just wanted to get in and then out. ordering her usual or more recent usual a grande passion tea lemonade--sweetened she payed the cashier and then slipped a few coins and bills into the tip jar before moving down the counter to pick up her order when ready.

as she waited sage squirmed a bit and pushed against em wanting to see and take in where they were. em frowned slightly and tried to keep a soft hold on the baby to make sure she didn't fall to the ground. not really paying attention em only heard the last part of the order that was ready and quickly went to grab it thinking it was hers. when she heard a firmiliar voice em looked up and lifted a brow. "Summer?" She tilted her head before letting the drink go. "Since when did you drink anything for here?" she asked softly before turning to look at sage again who was now babbling loudly. "Baby shhh" she whispered and kissed the girls head and her eyes went back to who she thought was summer.

EMMA .:. SAGE

[ANASTASIA POET MILANO]

TABLE MADE BY SOCKMONKEY OF CAUTION 2.0. PIC BY MALIA!

i look back to the one and only summertime

stasia tapped her leg impatiently, not because she was anxiously waiting for her tea or anything but because she desperately wanted to see her family already. it had been far too long, and she wanted to see how everyone had changed. yeah, they should have looked the same but specifics didn't matter to her. she imagined a huge happy reunion, like the type that you see in the movies but anastasia had the feeling that wasn't going to happen. sure, they should have been happy but she would probably get shit for going off on her own. she was six years old after all and it was luck that she even survived. god really had been on her side that day. anastasia thought of how happy she had been with ms milano. for an old person, she was pretty awesome.

she had taught stasia everything she knew, and anastasia had just left her. the guilt returned and anastasia played with her hair to calm herself down. she had always had that bad habit, honestly she wasn't sure how she still had so much hair when she was constantly playing and pulling it. anyways, she tried to stop thinking about her family before she gave herself a heart attack. she had plenty of time to think of a plan, well plenty of time to wing it. she wasn't much of a planner. anastasia was sure that when she was meant to see them that she would. sadly, anastasia didn't realize how close she was to meeting someone from her past. she got it quickly, she really needed her tea at the moment. she truly believed that they added something to that tea because it calmed her down.

hell, everything calmed her down as long as it distracted her from her thoughts. when she saw the tea, she imagined drinking it and coming to the realization that this was a mistake and she should just go home and not bother her siblings happy life. too bad that anastasia was going to be selfish for once in her lifetime. well twice but the first time didn't count. next she imagined herself and her siblings meeting and everybody being happy. yes, many thoughts ran through her head in a matter of ten seconds. but those dreams shattered when someone grabbed her drink.

and then she saw who it was. anastasia's chin almost dropped top the ground when she saw an exact replica of herself. well not that exact since there were a few minor details but exact other than that. and she was holding a baby. anastasia wanted to say something but the girl cut her off. she called her summer. anastasia remembered summer. which meant this was emerald. and emerald was holding a baby. anastasia was still in total shock. she thought about pretending to be summer but that might turn out to be a bad idea if her sister asked her to sit and talk. or she could just run out which would make her look like an idiot. she watched as her sister played with the baby before finally speaking. "since i was thirteen. you wouldn't know about it because i'm not summer." anastasia confessed.

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[em]

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Emma shifted the baby from one shoulder to the other regretting not bringing in the stroller as she did so. but she had originally only planned to be in there for a couple of minutes. to her surprise though she had run into someone unexpected. "So you're not summer?" the girl spoke softly and bit into her lip. "if your not summer the only other person . . . " emma's heart started pounding loudly in her ears and her eyes widened a bit. shaking her head and swallowing Emma frowned. "you can't be. . ." she said her voice a bit strained for words.

she had long thought her sister was dead or just gone. . . for good. she would have never expected the girl to come back. it was mind baffling to her. when her order was up emma nearly jumped out of her skin. she quickly grabbed the drink with one hand while putting her hand on the back of Sage's head. "you're back." she finally spoke again looking at her sister. she then shook her head her blue eyes scanning the girl over. "why?" she said with a tilt of the head and a shakey breath. "why would you ever come back here?" she asked again. she didn't mean for it to sound harsh just that she was confused. after what had happened to them , if it were her Em would have stayed gone, never to look back but anastasia wasn't Em so here they were staring each other.

chewing on her lip em looked around and saw a seat opened and looked back at Stasia. "S-she's fussy do you wanna have a seat?" the girl swallowed and picked up the bag that she had set down before moving toward the table. She didn't care if anastsia followed her she just needed to sit down and relax. sighing the girl slid into the botth and settle Sage onto her lab before sipping her drink and looking out the window, waiting to see if her sister decided to join her.

[ANASTASIA POET MILANO]

TABLE MADE BY SOCKMONKEY OF CAUTION 2.0. PIC BY MALIA!

i look back to the one and only summertime

anastasia bit her lip, unsure of how her sister would take the news. for all stasia knew, this girl hated her ever since she ditched them ten years ago. anastasia really didn't want to leave her siblings behind but she couldn't be in that house anymore. still, she felt guilty. maybe if she had told milly then they would have all grown up together. if only stasia's fear hadn't gotten the best of her. stasia avoided looking in her sister's eyes, afraid of what she might see. "no i'm not summer." stasia repeated, her gaze on the baby instead of emma. she looked like stasia when she was a baby. well like stasia, emma, and summer. god, if emerald took it bad then she really didn't want to face summer and spencer.

honestly, stasia felt like this was a mistake. she knew that she wouldn't get a huge welcome, but she at least expected something better. maybe a smile. when she actually got the courage to look at emerald, she had a frown on her face. but anastasia really couldn't say anything. she would have probably been angry too. man why didn't she think this through, why did she have to be so impulsive. she really wanted to hit her head on a wall, or just disappear. anything would be better than dealing with this. she felt like throwing up. stasia almost forgot that the girls had ordered tea. and the same one. they were so alike, then again they were triplets.

"i...don't know, i wanted to see you guys.i always wanted to see you guys ." stasia confessed. she grabbed her own tea, which was probably all weird now that the ice had melted and nodded. she really needed a seat because she felt sick. stasia took a deep breath before following emerald. shesat on the other side of the booth so that she was looking right at her sister. it would really be hard to avoid her gaze now. she set her tea on the table and took a few sips to see if that would calm her stomach but it didn't seem to be working. "she's adorable. looks just like us, you know" anastasia said trying to make small talk. even though this seemed really bad, stasia would do anything to make it work. they were family after all. hopefully, emerald wouldn't ttally hate her.

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