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They didn't have family dinners anymore and Miranda always figured that was due to Dad leaving.\n She walked out of her room, seeing no one in the hallway. Sliding over to the bathroom, Miranda shut herself in and realized how bad she had to pee. Was it related to having orgasms? She blushed and smiled; that sure was an orgasm last night.\n Miranda walked toward the other side of the house where the kitchen was. She knew if Mama was watching TV in the living room, she would see Miranda walk by. Whatever, no biggie; she was just getting breakfast, that's all.\n \"Miranda, you plannin' on doin' anythin' t'day?\" Jan asked. Miranda stopped, turning to her mother surrounded by laundry freshly folded and laundry that Miranda had helped fold two days ago. Mama never felt like putting things away just right then. \"Gonna be productive?\" Jan said. Miranda shook her head.\n \"No, I'm going out. Going to Becky's house.\" She said, feeling the chill of awaiting her fate of the day. Jan looked at her daughter, who was standing just next to the bar covered in dead plants and old jars, just visible past the broken recliner, it's long since unused seat covered in wire coat hangers. Jan pursed her lips and smacked them. \"Is that okay?\" Miranda said.\n \"Yeah, yeah, that's fine.\" Jan said. The girl, who tried to contain her relief, smiled, continuing her walk to the kitchen. As she searched for the cereals, Miranda recalled when the separation happened, she kept blaming herself, no matter how much friends, teachers and the occasional cousin told her. But she was young, a little kid. Still, 5 is a terrible age for a kid to watch her family fall apart.\n Miranda poured herself a bowl of cereal, surprised to see there was fresh, unopened milk in the fridge. She began to put everything away when she heard Mama again.\n \"Just be home at 5.\" Jan said. Miranda felt that chill again, whipping her head around the corner again, careful to not spill any cereal.\n \"By 5? Why?\"\n \"5 is after dark. I don’t want you t'come home late.\"\n \"But, Mama, I didn't have to yesterday.\"\n \"Yesterday was Saturday. You didn't have school th'next mornin'. I'm changin' yer times before school days. You shouldn't be out late on Sundays.\" Jan was folding with a harsher thrust in the final motions, throwing the shirts down on their pile. Miranda stood awkwardly, about to whine.\n \"But, Mama-\"\n \"Miranda, now goddammit, do as I say!\" Jan barked. The room was quiet, except for the loud TV. Miranda just looked down. She had gotten permission to at least GO to Jules' party, so she didn't want to comprise that.\n \"Yes, Ma'am.\" She said softly, sulking back to her room. Inside her tiny sanctuary, Miranda closed and looked her door, walking to her desk and sitting, eating cereal. She had a strong sense of injustice. Why couldn't she be like all the other kids? Everyone's parents were really cool! She often secretly wished she was a McIntosh or a Hitoshi. She would warm over this idea. She'd have Becky as a sister or the Twins as brother and sister. She took another bite; she'd be allowed more to do in life. She felt a tear pushing through.\n She usually felt this emptiness and hopelessness. She looked around her desk at all the pictures she had of her and her friends, recalling that meeting them at summer camp that first year was when her life changed. She felt there was reason to smile again. It was immediately during the separation and subsequent divorce, being sent away by her wealthy relatives so she wouldn't be around for what Miranda always came to regard as a possibly horrific fight between her parents.\n She finished her cereal, drinking the milk and putting the bowl gently on her desk. She swallowed and breathed, met with the memory of the text from Jules bouncing back into her mind. She reached for her phone, opening it again, looking at the text.\n Why was Jules telling her? She closed her phone and straightened herself. She looked in the mirror and hated how she looked immediately. Her shirt was what she slept in, sure, but she didn't know if she had anything worth leaving the house in, even if it were covered by a hoodie. \n The party was at 2... it was already 12:20, and she had to be back home by 5. Taking into account her long walk to Becky's, that would vampire some time from what she now had!\n \"Less than 3 hours for the party?!\" She said, a sob falling out. She felt tears finally getting their chance to run down her face. Why? Why was Mama doing this? Why now?! Just over 2 hours was not enough time to have fun, talk with friends! Just under 2 hours was not enough to make Jules love her!!!\n Miranda heard a whine. Was it hers? Of course it was. She trudged to her bed and slumped down onto it, crying. It wasn't heavy, it was just enough to render her a mess and remind her how hopeless it all was. 'No,' she told herself, 'this isn't worth crying over. You can overcome this. You have amazing friends. They might come back over to your house later.'\n Miranda sniffled, wiping her nose and squeezing her eyelids, remainders of tears falling out. She took her glasses off and wiped her face.\n A party with Jules? There had to be others there, and that meant she'd be with Dennis. She sighed heavily, looking up. Staring at the ceiling, she felt the fear of more tears arriving. Was she gonna cry again? There was no need for that. Would she even go? She should; Jules didn't send it to anyone else, it wasn't a mass text. Maybe she sent it to other people, but for a party? That's too many texts to send without doing a mass text.\n Miranda took her glasses off again, wiping her eyes of the small tears. But Jules was crazy; maybe she even would do lots of texts... right? She put her glasses back on, seeing herself again in the mirror. Should she go? Her friends would be there. But they were with her last night and it was terrible! But it was at Audrey’s house, where kids got crazy all the time. This was gonna be at Becky's house. Even if things got crazy, Becky would essentially sort them out. Things always seemed more fun there, too. It wasn't fun at Audrey's house, that is until Becky and Izzy came over, and they... were in love!\n \"That's right!\" Miranda said softly, under her breath and under a smile, \"Becky and Izzy are girlfriends!\" Though she ached with a hint of jealousy, she was very happy for her two best friends. She wished she had that with Jules, oh, she so did...\n She looked again. She moved her hair around, fixing it the best she could. She straightened herself, giving another look over. Her tummy poked out some, profile turn, it stuck out a bit, yeah. She slimmed down her pajama top, seeing the shape of her belly. Ugh, how could someone, anyone, like this? She poked it. It was pudgy and gross and disgusting. A voice floated into her head, 'Then go for your friends; don't try to think about Jules. Go see Becky and Izzy.'\n Miranda smiled. She was gonna go. She didn't know how she'd get past John, but she was going to make it to Becky's house. No matter what.",
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Julie Emma Krooby and Miranda Leane Tucker
in
Joomer, Volume 1
Chapter 9
Text
by the kzx
"Miranda!"
The scared monkey girl shot up, having just been floating in a sea of strange and charming dreams now sitting up fast, covered in emerging sweat and staring at the door, shaking. The voice began to echo in her head just as it thundered again.
"Miranda Leane Tucker!" It was Mama's voice. Was she angry? Did John tell her about last night?!
"Yeah, Mama?" She said, grabbing her glasses and scrunching into her bed, expecting tears to start forming, but maybe she was too scared for that.
"Wake up already! Don't want you sleepin' all damn day!" Jan yelled, the white door shaking with the force of this woman's voice. Miranda felt a pleasant sinking, still unsure of the weather.
"Uh-um, I'm up, Mama!" She cried out, shaking.
"I'm doin' laundry, ya got any?" Jan asked, quickly switching gears. Miranda looked at her hamper, seeing one of the pants' legs draped out of it. She made those wet. She masturbated in them! Miranda blushed.
"N-no, Mama. If I find any, I'll do 'em." She said, legs squirming, memories of what she did flooding her mind.
"Alright..." Jan said, sounding like she was already walking away. Soon, Miranda was left alone with her fast beating heart and breathing, some birds outside and the struggling air-conditioning. She yawned and looked around. Picking up her phone, she saw it was about noon. There was also a new text:
Jules: Last Day Before School party over at becky's at 2! please be there! it'll be crazy!!!
Miranda blinked, wiping dried tears out of her eyes. A party at Becky's?
"Well... maybe..." she voiced quietly. Now she felt the sweat. The air-conditioning only felt great when she was sweating profusely. Having thought Mama knew she came home late last night was certainly a reason to sweat. She got up, stretching. She actually felt great. Mama didn't seem to know anything and John, at least so far, wasn't harassing her. She didn't even hear him. She could only hear the gentle rushing air, the distant TV, and her mom, Jan, walking around.
She yawned again. Walking around in her tiny room, Miranda's head flooded with memories of yesterday. Jules. She was hurt seeing her crush with Dennis, but right at that moment, it wasn't as strong; it was just vaguely melancholic. And hungry. She was hungry. It was Sunday morning--a lazy Sunday morning, too. She didn't smell any breakfast, whatever; she could just find something.
Soon, a little monkey girl's face poked out of the bedroom door. She sniffed; nope, nothing cooking. Jan didn't cook much anymore once her two kids could fend for themselves. They didn't have family dinners anymore and Miranda always figured that was due to Dad leaving.
She walked out of her room, seeing no one in the hallway. Sliding over to the bathroom, Miranda shut herself in and realized how bad she had to pee. Was it related to having orgasms? She blushed and smiled; that sure was an orgasm last night.
Miranda walked toward the other side of the house where the kitchen was. She knew if Mama was watching TV in the living room, she would see Miranda walk by. Whatever, no biggie; she was just getting breakfast, that's all.
"Miranda, you plannin' on doin' anythin' t'day?" Jan asked. Miranda stopped, turning to her mother surrounded by laundry freshly folded and laundry that Miranda had helped fold two days ago. Mama never felt like putting things away just right then. "Gonna be productive?" Jan said. Miranda shook her head.
"No, I'm going out. Going to Becky's house." She said, feeling the chill of awaiting her fate of the day. Jan looked at her daughter, who was standing just next to the bar covered in dead plants and old jars, just visible past the broken recliner, it's long since unused seat covered in wire coat hangers. Jan pursed her lips and smacked them. "Is that okay?" Miranda said.
"Yeah, yeah, that's fine." Jan said. The girl, who tried to contain her relief, smiled, continuing her walk to the kitchen. As she searched for the cereals, Miranda recalled when the separation happened, she kept blaming herself, no matter how much friends, teachers and the occasional cousin told her. But she was young, a little kid. Still, 5 is a terrible age for a kid to watch her family fall apart.
Miranda poured herself a bowl of cereal, surprised to see there was fresh, unopened milk in the fridge. She began to put everything away when she heard Mama again.
"Just be home at 5." Jan said. Miranda felt that chill again, whipping her head around the corner again, careful to not spill any cereal.
"By 5? Why?"
"5 is after dark. I don’t want you t'come home late."
"But, Mama, I didn't have to yesterday."
"Yesterday was Saturday. You didn't have school th'next mornin'. I'm changin' yer times before school days. You shouldn't be out late on Sundays." Jan was folding with a harsher thrust in the final motions, throwing the shirts down on their pile. Miranda stood awkwardly, about to whine.
"But, Mama-"
"Miranda, now goddammit, do as I say!" Jan barked. The room was quiet, except for the loud TV. Miranda just looked down. She had gotten permission to at least GO to Jules' party, so she didn't want to comprise that.
"Yes, Ma'am." She said softly, sulking back to her room. Inside her tiny sanctuary, Miranda closed and looked her door, walking to her desk and sitting, eating cereal. She had a strong sense of injustice. Why couldn't she be like all the other kids? Everyone's parents were really cool! She often secretly wished she was a McIntosh or a Hitoshi. She would warm over this idea. She'd have Becky as a sister or the Twins as brother and sister. She took another bite; she'd be allowed more to do in life. She felt a tear pushing through.
She usually felt this emptiness and hopelessness. She looked around her desk at all the pictures she had of her and her friends, recalling that meeting them at summer camp that first year was when her life changed. She felt there was reason to smile again. It was immediately during the separation and subsequent divorce, being sent away by her wealthy relatives so she wouldn't be around for what Miranda always came to regard as a possibly horrific fight between her parents.
She finished her cereal, drinking the milk and putting the bowl gently on her desk. She swallowed and breathed, met with the memory of the text from Jules bouncing back into her mind. She reached for her phone, opening it again, looking at the text.
Why was Jules telling her? She closed her phone and straightened herself. She looked in the mirror and hated how she looked immediately. Her shirt was what she slept in, sure, but she didn't know if she had anything worth leaving the house in, even if it were covered by a hoodie.
The party was at 2... it was already 12:20, and she had to be back home by 5. Taking into account her long walk to Becky's, that would vampire some time from what she now had!
"Less than 3 hours for the party?!" She said, a sob falling out. She felt tears finally getting their chance to run down her face. Why? Why was Mama doing this? Why now?! Just over 2 hours was not enough time to have fun, talk with friends! Just under 2 hours was not enough to make Jules love her!!!
Miranda heard a whine. Was it hers? Of course it was. She trudged to her bed and slumped down onto it, crying. It wasn't heavy, it was just enough to render her a mess and remind her how hopeless it all was. 'No,' she told herself, 'this isn't worth crying over. You can overcome this. You have amazing friends. They might come back over to your house later.'
Miranda sniffled, wiping her nose and squeezing her eyelids, remainders of tears falling out. She took her glasses off and wiped her face.
A party with Jules? There had to be others there, and that meant she'd be with Dennis. She sighed heavily, looking up. Staring at the ceiling, she felt the fear of more tears arriving. Was she gonna cry again? There was no need for that. Would she even go? She should; Jules didn't send it to anyone else, it wasn't a mass text. Maybe she sent it to other people, but for a party? That's too many texts to send without doing a mass text.
Miranda took her glasses off again, wiping her eyes of the small tears. But Jules was crazy; maybe she even would do lots of texts... right? She put her glasses back on, seeing herself again in the mirror. Should she go? Her friends would be there. But they were with her last night and it was terrible! But it was at Audrey’s house, where kids got crazy all the time. This was gonna be at Becky's house. Even if things got crazy, Becky would essentially sort them out. Things always seemed more fun there, too. It wasn't fun at Audrey's house, that is until Becky and Izzy came over, and they... were in love!
"That's right!" Miranda said softly, under her breath and under a smile, "Becky and Izzy are girlfriends!" Though she ached with a hint of jealousy, she was very happy for her two best friends. She wished she had that with Jules, oh, she so did...
She looked again. She moved her hair around, fixing it the best she could. She straightened herself, giving another look over. Her tummy poked out some, profile turn, it stuck out a bit, yeah. She slimmed down her pajama top, seeing the shape of her belly. Ugh, how could someone, anyone, like this? She poked it. It was pudgy and gross and disgusting. A voice floated into her head, 'Then go for your friends; don't try to think about Jules. Go see Becky and Izzy.'
Miranda smiled. She was gonna go. She didn't know how she'd get past John, but she was going to make it to Becky's house. No matter what.",
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