Memories

by CottonMiller


Chapter 1: Meeting New Friends

113 YEARS AGO

Consense Lisabeth Lover was all alone on a nice sunny day. Her head down, looking at her feet as she walked down the street.

“Oh, how I wish I had friends to play with,” The girl said sadly to herself as she looked around at the other sirens playing with each other outside. Who knew there was so many kinds of sirens? There were emerald ones, garnet ones, amber ones, diamond ones were rare, pearls, opals, peridots, all kinds. While Consense was a sapphire siren. Those sirens were common. But in this neighborhood, you could hardly ever find any.

“OOF!” Connie was knocked to the ground along with another figure. She looked up to see another siren. Consense looked at her siren pendant to see what kinda siren she was. She was… sapphire? She had purple skin and dark purple hair with golden colored eyes.

“Aww! My banana flavored ice cream,” The girl pouted as she looked down at her now empty ice cream cone.

“I-I’m sorry! I’m so so sorry!”

“Nah, it’s okay! I’ll try to get some more!” She said assuringly, a huge smile spread across her face, “My name’s Nissy Silly! But people call me Niss!” She reached out and shook Connie’s hand, a bit too violently. Connie quickly snatched her hand away from the overly excited girl and looked down at her aquamarine high heels.

“Consense. Consense Lover. But… people call me Connie,” Connie replied shyly.

“Is there something wrong, Consense?” Niss asked.

“N-No, I’m fine,”

Niss raised an eyebrow in confusion, but her eyes then widened and she smiled again, “OOHHH! I see! You’re a shy girl, aren’t you? Don’t worry! I’m sure we can become bestest of friends in no time! Plus, what were you doing out here all by yourself? Don’t you have any friends?”

Connie blushed in embarrassment and shook her head no, “My mother. She kicked me out of the house again,”

“‘Again’? Wait! Your mother kicked you out of your own home? But why? Doesn’t she love you?”
“No. My mother despises me, Only my dad actually loves me, When I do something my mother thinks is bad, she doesn’t ground me. She kicks me out of the house for a little while before I beg her to come back inside. I just walk around. Alone,” Connie explained.

“Why does your mother hate you?” Niss asked.

The was silence for a while before Connie responded, “I don’t have her red hair,”

“What?”

“I don’t have my mother’s red hair. She expected me to. She wanted me to look just like her. But instead, I came out a failure to her. I have my dad’s black hair,”

“It’s okay, Connie. Your mother, sorry if this sounds insulting, is really dumb. She really needs to know how genetics work. No one looks exactly like their parents. And if they do, that’s extremely rare. I mean, a lot of people say I look a lot like my mom because I have her yellow eyes and bubble ended hair,”

“‘Bubble ended hair’?” Connie asked, confused.

“Yeah! See?” Niss said as she turned around, showing her dark purple hair. Her hair wasn’t straight. It wasn’t curly either. Instead of her hair being flat at the end, it had a round end. It honestly looked good on her, “It’s a recessive trait. I’m lucky to have it. It’s really rare. Anyway, I’m gonna go back to the ice cream cart to get more ice cream. Wanna come with? I still have alot of money, so maybe I can get you some!”

“I… I’ve never tried any ice cream before,” Connie said nervously.

“WHAT?! Then I insist you’ll come with me then! You’ll love it!”

***

“Two cones, please!” Niss said as she handed the woman who was running the cart 4$.

“And which one of them do you want?” She asked.

“I’m just going for banana again. I accidentally dropped my first one,” Niss said as she looked over at Consense, “And you want…?”

“I don’t know what I want. I never even knew there was so many flavors of them either,”

“Well, then go with the basic. Would you like chocolate, strawberry or vanilla?”

“Hmm,” Consense looked between the three favors, really confused on which one she should choose, “I don’t know to pick the vanilla or strawberry,”

“I got it. Maybe you’ll try this,” The woman said as she pulled out a cone with both vanilla and strawberry on it. It had a swirl like design on it, “It’s vanilla and strawberry swirl. I hope you like it,”

“Thank you,” Connie said as she was handed the ice cream.

“Thank you, ma’am!” Niss said as the two walked away from the ice cream cart.

“Try it! You’ll love it! Promise! I never ran into someone who doesn’t like ice cream,” Niss said as she licked her yellow colored ice cream. (Yuck, how could she eat that?)

“I’m scared to try it,”

“Just give it one small lick. And if you don’t like it, that’s okay,”

Consense looked at her ice cream and did as she was told. And as Niss said, she liked it, “Mmm! This tastes amazing!”

Niss chuckled, “Told you! Hey, wanna go see my friend, Cobbie? She’s a bit mean, but she’s still my friend!”

“S-Sure!”

***

On the sidewalk, was another sapphire siren, about 14 years old. She had navy blue skin and darker navy blue hair in two pigtails. She also had beautiful orange eyes and an hourglass shaped body figure. She was reading a book when she heard footsteps walking towards her. Knowing who it was, she looked up from the book with an unamused look on her face. Until it turned into a look of confusion when she saw another girl.

She had pale white skin, dark brown eyes, and long black hair in a ponytail.

“Cobbie!” Niss yelled as she ran up and hugged Combob tightly.

“Um… Who’s the chick you brought with you?” She asked, still staring at Connie.

“This is Consense. Consense, meet Combob,”

Combob smiled slightly, ”Nice to meet you,” Combob said as she stuck her arm out slightly, ready for a handshake.

“Um,” Connie hummed nervously. This got a chuckle out of the older girl.

“Don’t worry. I’m nothing like Niss with the handshakes,”

“Hey! I just LOVE meeting new people!” Niss yelled excitedly.

Consense giggled and shook Combob’s hand anyway.

“I’ve never really seen you around the neighborhood before,”

“That’s because her mom kicked her out of her house,”

“What? Why?”

Niss and Consense explained everything to Combob. Well, at least everything NISS knew.

“She’s having another baby,” Consense interrupted Niss, who just looked shocked along with Combob.

“YOU’RE MOM?! She’s literally proven to herself that she can’t take care of another kid by the way she’s been treating you! How could she have another one?!” Combob said, mad.

“She’s still trying to have a baby to look like her. Even though it’s not going to happen. I’m wondering what she’ll do to it once it’s born,” Connie replied, worried.

“Don’t worry, Connie. Everything will be okay,” Niss comforted her.

“If your mom is like this, what about your dad?” Combob asked.

“Don’t worry. My dad likes me. At least, he actually treats me like a daughter. He takes care of me, feeds me, puts me to bed every night. My mom is nowhere like he is,”

“Why is your dad still married to her?”

“He won’t be for long. He’s trying to get a divorce from her. But he doesn’t have the bravery to do it. My mother would kill him if he did. I love my daddy. I hope nothing happens to him. Or the new baby,” Consense explained.

Silence. But a good silence. The three girls just sat there on the sidewalk. They were so close, they were shoulder to shoulder. They enjoyed each other’s warmth in the sunlight and Connie enjoyed the warmth of her new friends.