All caps words are in place of italics :)

I turned around to face my sister. She stood in my bedroom doorway, staring at me angrily.

“I don’t have any reason to help you.” I said, struggling to keep my voice even.

“Fine! I’ll give you a reason!” She exclaimed. “I’m your sister!” She yelled, waving her hands angrily. “I’d hardly call you THAT…” I mumbled. She grumbled and stormed out of the room.

I sighed and sat down on my bed. I watched as my brother slowly walked into my room. “Come on, Ria! You have to help Mia.”

Ok, I know that sounds weird. Rhyming names? Me and Mia are not that type of ‘sibling duo”. Don’t worry. My name isn’t Ria. It’s actually Aneria. Apparently, it means “Much snow”.

That seemed pretty accurate. Everyone always said I was COLD. I’m sure they meant the way that I act, but it matched up with my looks too. My shoulder length hair was almost pure white. No one knew why. My entire family had red frizzy hair. It scared my parents even more when they saw my eyes. Almost everyone we are related to has green or brown eyes. My eyes were a startling light blue.

I refused to help my sister. She got herself into her own mess. My brother gave me another pleading look.

“NO.” I said, with finality this time. His shoulders slumped as he turned and walked away, but it looked like he wasn’t done with me quite yet. He and my sister would both be returning soon.