Where The Sun Always Shines

[Mina Rocha]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Mina Rocha baby you're a firework It was another sunny day in the bright San Francisco, and Mina Rocha strolled along the sidewalk of the Golden Gate Park. Not too long ago, the innocent blonde had made her move to California in order to pursue her new dream of becoming a television and film actress, and she chose SanFran to start off because it was the residence of her high school friend, Serena, as well as to her brother and best friend, Kyle, and her sister, Bella. When she had reunited with her siblings, she was met with a warm, intimate welcome from Kyle, whom she had always been closest to since his birth, and the two of them had always confided in each other, had each other's backs, and protected the other from any snakes in the grass. Bella, on the other hand, was always more concerned with herself and her beautiful appearance. The Rocha family had been graced with breathtakingly stunning genes, but even out of the three gorgeous children, Bella had always been that little bit prettier than the rest, and she knew it. Her ego was so grand, and her pale-blue eyes twinkled with excitement and her delicate complexion complemented her fair hair; Mina and her brother were surprised California could even fit it. Regardless, she loved her younger sister dearly, and as always, wished her the best. Kyle hadn't been very enthusiastic upon hearing Mina had dropped out of the prestigious Columbia University in order to pursue a career in acting, but he accepted her choice and supported her all the way, even to this day, and that was another thing Mina would always cherish him for: his undying loyalty and his understanding. As Kyle matured from his childhood to his teenage years, Mina found herself guarding him from all the flaky, coy girls who would take an interest in her little brother. He had grown into a very handsome boy, with his dark hair and eyes, tan skin, six-feet height, and athletic build, and she had become even more protective of him than she had always been. Over the years, she had learned that girls of highly sexual nature were prone to breaking innocent hearts, and she was convicted on sparing him the heartache that so many boys before him had suffered. She would do anything to keep him safe from any hurt anything or anyone may bring him, which was why she had felt quite uneasy being away from him for so long when they were on opposite sides of the country for an entire two years. Dressed in a short dress consisting of a brown, ruffled skirt and a small floral top, Mina threw over a yellow sweater with a low neckline and put on pink, three-inch heels, an ensemble that she assumed to be modest in a place like the semi-fashion-savvy SanFran. A designer yellow purse hung by a chain over her shoulder as she walked leisurely along the park. Her blonde hair was worn straight, and lightened by the sun's bright beams, making it appear a more pale-golden than it truly was. Aside from Central Park and a couple of other natural attractions, Manhattan had significantly less greenery than San Francisco did, and Mina made sure to appreciate the greater abundance of nature while she resided in the city. She was happy here, being able to relax without excessive noise, and the cheerful grin that appeared on her face was a clear indication. Her hazel eyes sparkled was they hovered over the breathtaking scenery. A dreamy sigh escaped her lips as she found a small bench and decided to sit herself down on it. She leaned forward to place her elbows over her knees and pulled a hand up to rest her chin above it. The gentle breeze blew towards her, and her golden locks brushed out behind her ever so slightly. come on let your colours burst tagged bella rocha words 646 muse why not? outfit here notes mina's introduction. feel free to approach. credits irisheyes of C.20

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The sun was beaming down upon me placing feathery kisses along my skin causing a prickling sensation that usually invoked a certain girlish giddiness within me and yet today I couldn't seem to feel anything aside from vexation. What might be the cause of such a foul disposition one might ask? None other than my loving older sister Mina. Don't get me wrong, on some level I love my family I suppose. I can't honestly say that I hate them as they've never been unkind to me in any way. It's just that...well I guess I wanted San Fransisco to be my thing.

It seemed like both Mina and Kyle had always had their own things. Kyle's was academics and apparently now Mina's thing was acting. So was it really so wrong for me to want to have something just to myself? Something that I didn't have to share with anyone else? I left that horrid suburb in Albuquerque for a reason didn't I? I wanted to be as far away from the lot of them as I could get and now they were here! Both of them! It was bad enough that Kyle had followed, but why did Mina have to settle her too? She could have gone anywhere else.

I suppose that if I were to be completely honest with myself the real reason that I was upset that my siblings were here was because it served to remind me of the humble beginnings in which I arose from. Not only that watching Kyle and Mina bond takes me right back to how lonely I felt as a kid and I promised myself that I would never feel like that again. A soft smile crept across my face for a brief second as I imagined the pair of them in a drafty old library researching an answer to a question that no one asked. On the bright side, at least I had a shoot today and that always managed to cheer me up.

In anticipation of today's shoot, I had rolled my hair on large rollers to create loose, deep waves in my silky blond locks as it was supposed to be a very casual shoot. The makeup artist wasn't scheduled to arrive until my second set, so I'd have to do my makeup myself and she'd touch it up. Which was no problem for me as I adored playing with makeup. Being that it was to be a warm day I decided to keep it as light as possible, pulling out my lashes with a bit of mascara. Foundation would merely melt in the sun, therefore, I opted to dust my face with a bit of press powder before brushing a soft coral shadow over my eyelids.

I pinched my cheeks gently until a bit of rosiness crept into them and as a final touch rubbed a tube of nude gloss over my lips. For today's shoot, I slipped a pink cami over my head and stepped into a pair of dark rinse skinny jeans. With the possibility of a draft, I slipped a quarter length vintage denim jacket over my shoulder and slid my feet into a pair of sneakers well aware that I would more than likely be changing into an entirely different ensemble upon arrival. Slipping my arm through the handles of my navy blue prada bag, I grabbed my keys and started out the door.

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[Mina Rocha]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Mina Rocha baby you're a firework It was no secret Mina had always shared a closer bond with Kyle than with Bella, and no one needed to say it aloud before people perceived to be true what they observed between the Rocha family's eldest daughter and only son. The two of them had slept in the same bed as children, not because they only had one bed, but because the relationship between them was so unbreakable that whenever Kyle had a nightmare, he would always migrate to Mina's bedroom and crawl into her bed. There was such a contrast in coloring between the siblings. Bella and Mina had inherited the family's rare, recessive gene for blonde hair, while Kyle shared the same dark brown his parents sported. How the two sisters managed to bear no resemblance in hair coloration to their parents, no one could have guessed. Except for Kyle, who never passed up a chance to lecture the family on human genetics and dominant/recessive traits. However, Bella had been the child to truly stand out from the rest of her family, with her deep-blue eyes, rather than brown like their father's and Kyle's or hazel like their mother's and Mina's. The younger daughter also exhibited a remarkably tall stature of 5'10½" which contrasted with their mother and father's presumably average heights; she was naturally taller than everyone but Kyle, and once she slipped on a pair of considerably high heels, she dwarfed anyone she passed. All the Rocha children possessed breathtaking good looks, but Bella was, by far, the most beautiful of them all - or at the least, the most physically distinct. Because of that, Mina was surprised to hear the smooth voice of a man call out her sister's name, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone. "Bella? Miss Rocha, is that you?" Her yellow sweater whirled out as she quickly turned around, her hazel eyes gleaming as she expected to see Bella close by, but she sighed in disappointment as it was not the case. Instead, she found the man who had just spoken out staring straight at her, his expression curious at first, then relaxed once he realized the blonde was not the modeling star he had mistaken her for. Still, Mina was perplexed by the fact that he had briefly believed her to be Bella, for she was nowhere near as tall as her younger sister, nor was her body essentially in peak-condition. Sure, her figure was slim and healthy as well, but it wasn't the same dress size 2-4 shape the statuesque beauty boasted. "No, sorry. I'm just the other Rocha girl," Mina replied, chuckling as she attempted to bring humor to the situation. The man, whom she presumed to be the photographer, did not react with anything more than a smile, but the blonde woman was content with simply seeing some positive response in his facial expression. Excitement filled her thoughts and butterflies swarmed her stomach at the thought of encountering Bella at this very park today. They had only seen each other once since her arrival in San Francisco with dreams of breaking into the acting business, and Bella's greeting had been fairly warm, if not slightly forced from what Mina had observed. All she wanted at the moment was for her younger sister to accept her and welcome her with genuine smiles and laughter, but she knew this would not be a simple task in the least. It would take much effort to sway her. "Is there any chance I'd be able to see her? I don't know if she's ever mentioned me before, but I-" Mina stopped mid-sentence as she caught sight of the familiar tall figure and luscious blonde hair from afar; she was dressed in an ensemble Mina never expected to see her in: casual-wear; a denim jacket, jeans, and sneakers. The Bella she remembered always wore mini-skirts or tightly-fitted dresses. Dare she think it, Mina was dressed more fashionably than her model sister! Oh, how times had changed since she came to SanFran... But then again, she probably had a bottomless supply of trendy outfits in her closet and at the set, and she had likely only dressed this way today because she was not expecting to be seen on her way to work. Or maybe that was how students at King Protea College dressed? Regardless, nothing stopped Mina from striding quickly over to her sister with a warm smile on her face that she wasn't expecting Bella to return. In 3½-inch heels, the elder blonde nearly met her sister at eye-level, but much to her dismay, the difference still required her to shift her gaze slightly upward to meet Bella's. "Hey girlie! I can't believe you're here! You look stunning as always," Mina began, embracing Bella in a firm hug before pulling away and holding her out at arms' length. "I've been providing your photographer with some company. Mister..." She gestured towards the man behind her, who now appeared relieved at the sight and arrival of the beautiful rising fashion star. "Never got his name, but he looks quite pleased to see you." Following at Bella's side, Mina continued chatting as they approached Mister Photographer. "Mind if I tag along? I have something to ask you later, and I know you'll love what you're going to hear!" The smaller blonde was nearly jumping beside her, exaggerating her already genuine joy to see her sister in order to brighten her up for the invitation she would later extend to move in to the house their father had bought for the elder Rocha daughter. come on let your colours burst tagged bella, darling words 935 muse sister reunion! outfit here notes so excited for this! credits irisheyes of C.20

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Logically, while I realized that there was something quite unhealthy about the animosity that I felt towards Mina and Kyle at times, I was still unable to bring myself to let go of that pain. In some twisted way it's almost like it fueled me. I often found myself wondering what type of person I would have become if they hadn't excluded me for most of my life. Would I still be as driven as I am now? I guess somehow it's preferable to continuously convince myself that everything I've accomplished in the past few years is a direct result of my diligence and perseverance. To acknowledge that their rejection spurred my success somehow diminishes it.

It would mean that my achievements were no longer my own. What's worse is that it would reinforce the belief that I can't seem to do anything on my own of my own merit like they have. No, that was a reality that I was unwilling to accept. When one spends a great deal of time by themselves it kind of forces them into a state of self-reliance. I guess I can admit now that there was a time in which I wanted nothing more than the acceptance of my siblings but somewhere down the line...that changed. When they would go off together and play just the two of them or I'd see them sleeping together in the same bed it started to bother me less and less.

Until one day I didn't feel bothered by it at all. I have no way of knowing if this change in perspective arose because I had learned to be ok with being by myself or if I had found friends to share my time with that managed to distract me from feeling so alone. In some ways I felt much closer to my friends than I had ever felt to Mina or Kyle. I guess it's true what they say about being unable to pick your family, but that of course didn't mean that I couldn't create a family out of my circle of friends. I was born to stand out it would appear and whereas for years all I wanted to do was look like my sister or my brother as I was convinced that was the reason they bonded with each other instead of me, I have since then learned that being different is actually not such a bad thing after all.

In fact I'm certain that it was my unique features that bought me to the attention of the modeling agency to begin with. As I strolled through the park, I couldn't help at how the thought of my siblings could invoke such an abrupt mood shift. I hadn't even seen my sister since she arrived in San Francisco, and really had no intention of seeing her again anytime soon so why was I so bent out of shape? I needed to get out of my own head before I blew this shoot. I had been told to meet the photographer by the gazebo on the far side of the park and it had been my understanding that this was to be a solo shoot, so I suppose that my surprise wasn't well masked when I noted the figure of a shorter blond standing by the photographer.

Even from a distance there was something familiar about the girl's stature and then suddenly my throat became excessively dry. No....it couldn't be. Almost as if sensing her presence the blond turned and my heart sank. What the hell was she doing here? Had she seen me yet? Was it too late to bolt for the entrance? San Francisco seemed far too large of a city for accidental encounters of this nature. It was too late! Shit, she was coming towards me and there was nowhere to run. Even if I had felt so inclined to pretend to be happy to see my older sister, my facial muscles didn't feel up to stretching my lips into the smile that my brain dictated as she approached me.

Everything within me wanted to scream at her for intruding upon my photoshoot and demand that she leave immediately, but the sneaky elder Rocha blind sighted me with a compliment. A tactic that I was well aware of, but couldn't resist due to my affinity for praise. Damn, her! Now I had to let her stay. Still trying my hand at a smile, the closest that I could manage was a smirk as I replied "Mina darling, I do hate when you call me girlie, you know that. I don't know why it is so surprising that I'm here we do reside in the same city you know. I do look fabulous don't I?"

At the mention of the photographer, my gaze shifted for the the first time towards the man with the large camera hoisted up on his shoulder. Flashing him a dazzling smile as I added "Well, of course he does dear. His star is here. Without me there is no shoot." As she asked to accompany me, I made a conscious effort not to roll my eyes or suck my teeth. A positively vicious response dancing along my tongue which I bit back as she mentioned having to ask me something. My eyebrow quirked as I responded "Really? Well, color me curious. I suppose I could use some help getting into and out of my attire." That said I offered the photographer a nod of acknowledgement and extended my arm towards him as he laid a garment back across it saying "The red and white one first."

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[Mina Rocha]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Mina Rocha baby you're a firework Since high school, Bella had gone out of her way to avoid her siblings in public, and to be honest, it hurt quite a bit. While her gorgeous younger sister would never admit it aloud, Mina knew she herself was guilty, at least in part, of Bella's less-than-amicable attitude towards her and their brother. Something in the back of the eldest Rocha's mind had constantly nagged her about excluding Bella from the activities in which she and Kyle partook, and now they were paying the price for their inconsideration. Neither of them intended to make the middle child feel left out; they were young and ignorant of how they could make others feel with what they did. Or in Mina's case, what she didn't do, and that was to include her younger sister. The petite blonde had no right to justify her actions, she knew that, but if an excuse could ever be made, it was that Bella was never Miss Congeniality herself. The cover girl was always admiring and coveting the wealth of the more graceful and blue-blooded girls, and she never neglected to voice her admiration so openly and endlessly to her family; Mina had wondered how Bella's eyes retained their magnificent cerulean when they should have turned emerald-green with envy, long ago. Clearly, the sisters had contrasting standards and one could say they were too different to be related, but Bella possessed a hidden passion of love for family that Mina was rather familiar with. It redeemed her, in a sense, and she would protect her siblings at all costs if it ever came to it. Kyle may have given up on their sister and treated her with nearly equal hostility, but Mina would never resign until their sisterly bond was restored. She promised... "Mina darling, I do hate when you call me girlie, you know that. I don't know why it is so surprising that I'm here we do reside in the same city you know. I do look fabulous don't I?" Her sister's response, what could only laughably be considered a warm greeting, effectively snapped Mina from her little reminiscence. The older sister couldn't help but to chuckle to herself, her pretty hazel eyes gleaming with amusement. Bella's vanity had not diminished in the slightest, and rather, it had been enhanced by California and her status as a cover girl and as a rising star. If there was anything commendable to Bella's character, it was her consistency. Well, that, and her ability make other girls self-conscious when they stood next to her flawless figure. If people thought they had the nicest hair, Bella's was always more luscious and well-groomed; if they assumed their makeup and fashion were perfect, Bella's outshone theirs and stole all the spotlight; and even if all the girls in California - in the world, perhaps - dieted for months and exercised without ever catching their breath, they still wouldn't have Bella's dream of a body. Mina had a slightly larger bust, which she had been proud of, but considering the connotation that it simply meant she was bigger than her younger sister, she chose to never say it aloud. "Oh Bella, hon, you're lovelier than the moon and the stars. But you already know that, I'm sure," remarked Mina. Her tone was slightly teasing, but being the eldest child had its benefits. One advantage she had was her disposition for reading her siblings like an open book on the ABC's. She learned how Bella and Kyle behaved before they matured enough to know how to keep things from others' knowledge, while only her parents knew everything there was to know about her - because there were some things not even a brother should know about his sister. Her advantage as the eldest child and her observant nature molded Mina into the ideal social expert. After tagging along her sister, she instinctively waited from an adequate distance as Bella changed into the proper attire, assigned by whichever brand she was modeling, for the shoot, but the tall girl surprised her by saying she could use her help getting into and out of the clothes. It wasn't as if Mina had never seen her sister in a less-dressed state (they were sisters, after all), but after what she'd seen today, she had expected Bella to distance herself at all times. It was too soon for the shorter woman to assume any more positive novelties from Bella, so she just interpreted the gesture in the best and lightest way possible. Hopefully, there was still a chance for a better transformation later on. Judging by the set, the clothes, and the logo on the photographer's t-shirt, Mina safely assumed her sister would be modeling for H&M. Such a gig was amazing and she would have to celebrate the occasion afterwards. If Bella agreed to it, that was. "I hope you understand how proud I am, Bella. You know your brother and I love you dearly, and I'm sure Mom and Dad would be so, so overjoyed if they could see you now," praised Mina with her bright smile, her eyes glinting with admiration, as she helped Bella into her top. Knowing Bella like the palm of her hand, she wasn't naïve enough to expect her sister to fully return the kindness, embrace her sister, and completely forget all the unattractive ridges in their relationship, but as long as Bella heard it from her older sister's own lips, Mina was as close to content as she could be. "And you look flawless in this outfit, hon. No one would ever doubt you're a Rocha." And I mean that in the best way there is... come on let your colours burst tagged bella, darling words 948 muse sister reunion! outfit here notes so excited for this! credits irisheyes of C.20

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Bella had often told her parents that with all the extracurriculars that she was involved in at school, taking different classes, and having different lunch hours that it was perfectly logical that the siblings didn't spend much time together in school. She had used this excuse so often that honestly, she herself was even beginning to believe it. Lying to her parents wasn't something that the middle child relished, but how could she ever expect them to understand the truth? No... they would have made a big deal out of it. Bought the siblings together and tried to get them to discuss their feelings. As far as she was concerned at that point there was really nothing to discuss.

Hadn't she given them ample time to make amends? Was not her complete shunning of them in the school hallways not a pointed message that she was displeased? There was no way that they could have not known. Still, that hadn't tried to work thing out at that point and now here they were. Bella wondered if it could not be said that the pair of them were every bit as caught up with themselves as they proclaimed her to be. She and Kyle had accepted that their relationship had deteriorated but Mina on the other hand didn't seem quite so ready to throw in the towel just yet and Bella couldn't help but wonder why.

She had yet to decide whether to be intrigued by Mina's tenacity or annoyed by it. Sappiness had never really been the blond's forte hence the greeting that she offered her older sister was severely lacking the warmth that she was sure Mina sought. Bella couldn't be sure whether it was because the eldest Rocha had just come to accept that was just the way that she was or not, but whatever the reason, Mina let out a soft chuckle letting Bella know that she was far more amused by her response than put off. Which was a good thing as the rising star hadn't wanted to get herself tense before the shoot. The tone that Mina had taken as she lavished Bella with praise was one of amusement.

The younger girl briefly considered that the other girl's words were insincere, but decided not to place too much focus on it. It had been years since Mina had helped her dress and while it felt a bit awkward at first, Bella had to admit that there was also something that felt natural about it. Not that she'd ever say this aloud. At hearing her sister's word's Bella's slender frame tensed up somewhat. It wasn't so much that she had ever believed that her siblings didn't love her, it was just hearing it from her sister's own lips caught her a bit off guard.

Scoffing a little the H&M model replied" Oh, yeah I know that you guys love me, you just don't like me and don't worry that's cool. I'm over it. Somehow I doubt that mom and dad would be overjoyed. I'm just another kid of theirs that passed up the chance to get a stable career in order to chase a dream. I guess we really are related." Bella moves over to the mirror as Mina remarks how flawless she looked in the outfit. She had to admit that it did flatter her figure perfectly, however her lips pulled to the side in a smirk at the revelation that she looked like a Rocha, which seemed to be a compliment. The trouble with the statement was that she wasn't sure she wanted to look like a Rocha.

She'd rather look like a Stewart, or even a George. Although she knew that it would hurt Mina deeply to voice such thoughts aloud. Instead she replied " Are you saying there is a bad way to look like a Rocha?"

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[Mina Rocha]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Mina Rocha baby you're a firework Although Bella wasn't exactly the most gracious of the two Rocha sisters, Mina had always believed she was a failure, not only as the eldest child, but as a sister as well. Children only shared half their blood with their parents. One half with Mom, and one half with Dad. Siblings, however, shared the precisely identical bloodlines; they were born to the same parents, had the same DNA mixed into their genes, and sported the closest resemblance. Wasn't every child entitled to be loved the same by each member of the family? It had been Mina's responsibility to ensure that both her brother and her sister felt equal to each other, yet she couldn't even do that right. While Kyle was more like her in personality and intellect, Bella was the one who more closely resembled her in appearance, and at first glance, everyone would more quickly assume the two sisters to be related before they even looked at Kyle, whose darker features contrasted with the girls' lighter coloring and more slender builds. It was human nature to adapt more easily earlier in life, when children were still growing up and learning how things worked. Now that Bella was fully matured, she already had a developed mindset, and anything new to her would be classified as change. And it was much easier to grow into something than to make adjustments to lifestyles later on. Bella grew up with a sister who would've rather spent her time in their brother's company, and Kyle was always too young to understand the loneliness the middle child endured. That was why Mina had felt so guilty for Bella's hostility and borderline-fear of relatives - or 'syngenesophobia' as Kyle had called it. However, unlike Kyle, Mina had made an effort to reach out to Bella, to start over, and now it was solely up to Bella to meet her halfway. It would take two, and if the statuesque blonde had no intention to share the effort to reconnect, then Mina had truly failed her sister. "I know you think I don't like you, and I completely understand. I just want you to also know that isn't how I feel about you at all. Besides, Mom and Dad always wanted us to excel in our education, but not at the price of our own happiness, Bella," she replied, quickly as if to deflect the negativity emanated from Bella's words. "You're a beautiful woman, Bella, and I'm so honored to look at the cover of Elle and be able to say 'Hey, that's my sister! She's accomplished so much more than anyone could've dreamed.' Even if you weren't a model, nothing you say or do could make me love, like, or appreciate you less." Mina was aware that there was a near-certain chance that Bella would rebut her true words, but she said a silent prayer in hopes that a little optimism would pay off, at least just this once. Maybe not even a 'thank you' but a sparkle in her blue eyes or a blink-and-you'll-miss-it smile would suffice. Surprisingly, the words that left her sister's lips after her remark on the Rocha look was gracious enough. "Are you saying there is a bad way to look like a Rocha?" She wasn't sure how difficult it was for Bella to utter what was as close to a compliment as Mina had heard from her since birth or if it even was difficult for her to say in the first place. All she knew was that they were making progress, and even if those words had been forced, the fact that Bella had spared any hurt feelings had sufficed. For now... "That's my girl, Bella. Now go make that camera your bitch." A quick, playful wink followed her encouragement and the shorter blonde sister stepped back for the photo shoot to commence. Mina had certainly changed during her time in New York. She wasn't as pure goody-goody as she was before, and she was aware her untarnished innocence had been something that made Bella weary. Now, she still hadn't lost her virginity or experimented with drugs, but she was less cutesy in her words and she admitted to dropping a couple curses here and there but all with precisely-executed timing and proper moderation. While she hadn't changed for Bella's sake, she hoped she could show her sister that people can change and even for the better. As long as Bella was happier... Standing beside the photographer as he began with some full-body shots, she watched as Bella executed her poses perfectly, her eyes portraying the correct emotion required by the scene. She truly looked herself in front of the camera, stunning, angelic, and comfortable. "Say, you'd make a pretty model yourself," uttered one of the stylists to Mina while looking on at the shoot. She smiled warmly at the man, her hazel eyes glimmering. "If only you weren't so short or at least wore a size two." Mina's lips pursed as the effect of the backhanded remark sank in. Maybe she'd have Bella's same cynicism if she had to work with these people all the time as well.   come on let your colours burst tagged bella, darling words 860 muse sister reunion! outfit ta da! notes notes credits irisheyes of C.20

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There were few instances that Bella could recall in which she had ever said or done something that was truly reprehensible. Of course her inability to recollect events of this nature were mainly a result of selective memory as she was less inclined to admit any wrongdoing on her part even to herself. It was at that moment that the blond discovered yet another reason that she made it a point to avoid her sister at all costs. Standing beside Mina now reminded Bella of one of the most shameful moments in her past in which she had been so hurt by Mina's neglect that she'd deliberately sought out to inflict as much pain on her older sister as possible as a form of retribution. Bella's efforts to avoid her siblings in public had been so subtle that initially they seemed to have gone entirely unnoticed.

Which then prompted the Rochas' middle child to begin blatantly ignoring them when she did encounter them in the hallways. At times she'd hear her sister calling out to her through the crowd and would increase her pace in hopes that the petite blond wouldn't be able to catch up with her, all the while pretending that she hadn't heard Mina over the buzz of the bustling student body. As her animosity of her brother and sister grew Bella would often deny any relation to the chestnut haired boy and smart, pretty blond. After a while she simply neglected to mention that she had any siblings at all if she wasn't directly asked. Perhaps if the tactics that she had so carefully implored had been proven successful Bella could have felt justified in the course of action that she had taken but if anything the exclusion seemed to become worse as a result of her antics.

However, Bella had invested far too much time and effort in her elaborate plan to admit defeat thus against her better judgment the pretty blond resolved to continue along the path she'd made and just let the chips fall where they may. With several years having passed since the day that she'd made that fateful decision, Bella had come to realize that the chips hadn't fallen in the pattern that she wanted or even hoped for. Her relationship with her sister had taken such a major hit that she could honestly say she barely knew the petite blond that now stood beside her. As shameful as it was strangers that happened upon them were far more likely to identify the pair as casual acquaintances than as sisters. Their interactions with one another wouldn't even suggest that the two girls were friends.

For the sake of her ego and perhaps to some degree even her sanity, Bella had adapted an apathetic attitude in regards to the current state of her relationship with her brother and sister. Initially, she'd known her nonchalance to be exaggerated and pure bravado, but at some point she had come to believe that her indifference was a reflection of her true feelings. Right or wrong it could easily be said that Bella's attempts to sever ties with Kyle and Mina were merely a preemptive strike. With little to no evidence or proof, Bella had drawn the conclusion that a parting of ways was in fact inevitable. Not that the self-absorbed blond would ever admit to having a character flaw, Bella had to at least acknowledge that there was far more merit to knowing when to speak your mind and when to filter your speech than there was to blurting out whatever came to one's mind.

It had never been her intention to admit to anyone that she didn't feel liked by her siblings, least of all to Mina, but the damage had been already done and she knew that there was no way to recover from the statement. The words were already out and Mina clearly seemed interesting in addressing what she'd said. Although she would have much rather dropped the conversation altogether, much to her surprise, Bella actually found herself attentively listening to what her sister had to say. There was far too much repressed pain stored in the nineteen year old's heart for her to instantly believe every word that her sister spoke, however as she mentioned being proud of her her deep cerulean orbs twinkled a little brighter for a moment. Whether she would ever admit it aloud or not, there was still a very small part of her that perhaps still sought her big sister's approval.

Giving a casual shrug she replied " I hope you're right. Because I think that I have finally found my calling. I love being the center of attention, I adore taking pictures and let's face it, the camera loves me. Not that there's any surprise there. I have to say that I'm surprised you saw my Elle cover. I honestly didn't think that you kept up with that kind of thing, no offense." Now being fully dressed and completely satisfied with her appearance, Bella beamed at her reflection for a moment before turning to exit the bathroom as Mina wished her luck in a rather amusing manner. Flashing a mischievous smile at her sister Bella added "Don't I always?"

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