He Is Not My Brother's

Lose the Bet

After some time trying to get out of the group of people who tried to congratulate him along with this gift-that, finally Zack managed to get out with clothes and hair disheveled. Even the hat disappeared somewhere due to the pull and pinch earlier.

"This, heck, is not congratulating his name, but harming," he said trying to justify his overstretched tie. "Eh .. That's Amy, right? I'm not thanking him yet."

Zack was about to approach the girl who walked along. Just a few meters away, he stopped his steps as soon as a guy approached Amy and talked to her. He decided to sit on the edge of the classroom corridor and watch the two of them.

She saw Amy puffing her cheeks a few times. Looks like the guy told me something that Amy didn't want to hear, or maybe do. While the guy himself looks calm and happy with Amy's expression that does not show the slightest happiness. Strange relationship, Zack thought.

After the guy leaves a while after Amy sticks her tongue out at the cool guy, Zack approaches Amy. Amy's face still shows dislike, even when Zack gave her a smile—which Zack thought was the most charming thing she had.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Fighting with Jimmi?" zack asked so consciously that his smile did not change the slightest expression on Amy's face.

"No."

"Don't lie, you! From there I saw you guys talking, all right."

Amy frowned. He's too lazy to talk about it now. He wondered why Zack could be this relaxed, even though he had just lost the KM election.

"O, yes ... Amy, thank's yeah helped me a lot in the KM election. Even if not win but lose one vote from Olie it .. cool! The amazing! Anyway I'm satisfied!"

Instead of paying attention to Zack's conversation, Amy noticed Zack's bag open a little. There were several chocolate bars in sight, as if calling out to him. Unknowingly Amy's smile was blotting out.

Zack thought Amy's smile was the answer to the gratitude she had just expressed. "So, if you need my help just say it, yeah. Don't worry about me."

Amy smiled brightly. Absolutely no visible remnants of the face of disappointment. "Zack, can I have something?"

"What?" ask Zack excitedly.

"That's in your bag."

Zack lowered his bag and opened his main zipper. Look not only a few chocolate bars, but also a few boxes that Amy can make sure the contents are sweet cupcakes.

"You want this?"

"Yes!" amy exclaimed and shamelessly picked up the chocolate and the box.

"Take it all. I wonder about the girls in this school. They always gave me chocolate or sweet pastries. And if they give me something I like, I'll be happy."

"What do you like?" asked Amy who was putting the sweet things in her bag.

"You know .. what guys want. Figure action super hero, skateboard, cool shoes."

"That's expensive, Zack. How much food is that."

"Yes .., it should be rather than saying so every day, why not just in the tube first. If the money is new enough to buy something for me."

The two of them continued chatting all the way towards the back gate. The front gate is dangerous, Zack said. Many of his friends and fans are definitely waiting for his arrival. So he forced Amy to come home from behind the school.

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"Apa itu?" tanya Amy pada kakaknya yang baru saja menaruh sebuah bungkusan di hadapannya.

"Jimmi's care, he said for you." M picks up the last cupcake in the box that Amy is holding.

"What's it say?" Amy looked at the package full of question marks.

"Why not open it?" saran M who was also actually curious about the contents of the package.

Amy said M. It opens a pink centil—-colored bundle with a ribbon on one side—it. "Shirt," he said. The clothes came out of the wrapper. "What's? Black dress?"

Amy noticed the black sleeveless dress was fine. There is a touch of ruffle on the chest and the length is approximately a bar.

"You should wear this when we have dinner. Don't protest. Jimmi's."

Amy turned to M who had just read out the contents of the card she was holding.

"So fell when you pulled that dress." M approaches his sister and smiles mischievously, "You want dinner with Jimm, okay?"

"Who? It's forced, you know!" amy said with a hot face.

"Forced?"

"And you lost?" search M. He watched his sister's face closely.

Amy just nodded while bending her face.

"This means you're still dinner with him, right? Haha." M chuckles.

"I told you it was forced!" scream Amy.

M raises her shoulders and goes to the kitchen while continuing to tease Amy.

"Aragh!" Amy throws the dress at M but the one thrown away disappears from her sight. A few minutes later he went to the kitchen.

"M. .., can you help me?"

"I'm sorry, Amy .. I can't help putting your makeup on." Again M mocked his sister.

"Gee!" Amy hits M on the shoulder, "Not that! Can you tell me we're going to Grandma's tonight? Or any event .., please!"

M who was cooking the fried sausage replied without turning her head, "Jimm already knew that I have an appointment with Weni later."

"Ah ..really?" Amy sighed.

"You've eaten, Am?" ask M while thrusting a sausage.

"Yes, I did." replied Amy limp. He refused his brother's offer. His eyes follow every movement. Starting from lifting sausages, putting them on a plate to following M who is now eating in the front room.

"Sister, how could you let your sister go to dinner with a playboy? You're supposed to keep me from leaving, aren't you?" whining Amy.

M did not answer. He used to eat food in his mouth.

"You think I just met Jimmi recently? It's just a regular dinner, right? Jimmi wouldn't dare to fuck around, anyway."

"Huh .. help me, please! Very nice." Amy put on a face and hoped her brother would help avoid the problem. Dinner with a guy she never had. Such a thing should be done with happiness with someone special. Not with the person who beats him in the bet.

"If you don't want to, you shouldn't bet like that."

Amy died a flea hearing her sister's words.

This time M really can not be persuaded and influenced. Amy looked back at the dress lying on the floor. He should not have needed any bets. Dinner is not really a problem. But that dress? Wearing that dress? I don't know what it's gonna be like. It seems Jimmi was deliberately trying to embarrass him. The guy certainly knows that he never wears a skirt, let alone a dress. Amy felt uncomfortable even just by looking at it.

Even though her heart insisted on not wanting to, Amy tidied up the dress lying on the floor and kept it in her wardrobe.

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"Other than this?" amy asked M, who again gave her a package right after the bell went home.

"From Jimmi."

Amy accepted it harshly, "Why didn't she give it to her herself?"

"Says he's in a hurry today to take Jane somewhere."

Jane's? That girl at Olie's party?

"Basic, playboy!" maki Amy's. For some reason, there was a sudden dislike for the girl who wore a mini skirt to Olie's party the other day.

They have made up apparently. Basic Jimmi! She said she didn't like Jane but now she's both on the road. Basic player! The player! The player! it's Amy in my heart.

"Come, go home!"

Amy bounced off her own mind, "Eh ... No activity today?"

"No. I'm not KM anymore starting today. Go, go!"

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