[EnigmaofSorrow]

Thanks for the patience, the first installment may be a bit lengthy, so bear with me...


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My God-Sister

I got to know her while I was fresh out of Secondary School, having been assigned as an Instructor to a Uniform Group in the same cluster. She was one of those girls who did not stand out, and kept to herself most of the time. Looks-wise, I would say she was average, as most Singaporean Chinese girls are at that age (Secondary 1). Long-hair (up to her waist) tied in a pony-tail, flat-chested, no figure to speak of. As expected, I paid no attention to her or any of the other girls in the Uniform Group. Besides, it would be illegal if I had tried anything with any of them, and instead of sitting behind this computer screen, I would probably still be sitting behind bars, hopefully on soft ground, as my ass would probably be sore from the treatment I would be getting, not just from the rotan, but the other inmates (I am sure everyone has heard about how rapists and paedophiles are treated in prison).

Well to cut the long story short, I was playing Snooker with my neighbour one Friday night (or should I say Saturday morning, as it was close to 3am), when my handphone beeped. As I was concentrating on the game, I decided to ignore it. Then it beeped again. Frustrated, I put down the cue and checked my phone. I had received 2 messages from an unknown number.

"Hi! Hope I am not bothering you! How are you? =p" - The first one looked something like that, I cannot really recall the content of the message, but I definitely remember the smiley.

OMG, who is sending me such messages at this time? I showed the message to my neighbour.

"Dude, you have a stalker, now can we get back to the game?" was the un-interested reply.

I checked the second message.

"Sorry if I woke you! Bye! =p"

Curious, I replied with a simple "You are?" and proceeded on with the game.

Strangely, there was no reply so I ignored the message.

At around 5am, we went for breakfast at a coffeeshop and went home. I fell asleep when I got home and was awakened by a SMS barely 2 hours later.

Who the fuck is messaging me so early? I cursed as I reached for my phone. It was only 8am.

"I am Shirley. You're not coming for training? =p"

Who the fuck is Shirley? And what training was I supposed to go for?

Then it dawned upon me. At that time, I could not put a face to the name, but Shirley was one of the Secondary 1 girls who was in my Uniform Group. And I was half an hour late.

I jumped out of bed and hurriedly took a shower, changed into trackpants and my instructor Polo Tee, grabbed my phone, wallet and cigarettes and dumped it into a bag and rushed out of the house. On the way, I called my co-Instructor and told him that I had overslept.

As expected, I went through training like a zombie. My co-Instructor, who was from my Secondary School kindly oversaw my portion of the training, being understanding enough that I had a late night. Or maybe he was just trying to show off how hardworking he was to the female co-instructor who I think he had a crush on.

After training, and after getting dirty looks from the other instructors during the debrief, I stumbled out of the school and headed to a bus-stop 2 stops away from the one I usually took a bus from as I wanted to smoke.

I stood away from the bus stop as I did not want to irritate the other people waiting for buses with my smoke.

I lit up and took the first puff and assumed that I was safe (I was still underage at that time). Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Hey, I didn't know you smoke!"

Thinking it was one of my co-instructors, I turned around and nearly choked.

One of my juniors was standing there with a disapproving look on her face. I stole a quick glance at her name tag.

Shirley Tan.

So this is Shirley, I thought and decided against asking her to mind her own business.

Me: Er, long story.

I tried to explain and stubbed out the cigarette.

S: Why didn't you reply to my SMS?

She looked up at me.

Despite not being very attractive when she was that age, one thing about Shirley stood out. It was her eyes. They were large and doe-like, and when she looked at you, it was hard not to be mesmerised. It was too bad that she chose to hide them behind ugly spectacles then.

Me: Oh, you message me ah?

I decided to use Singlish in an effort to be friendly. Little did I know that she had actually spent most of her childhood in Australia, and spoke relatively good English.

S: Yes I did. Were you asleep?

Me: Er, ya, tired lah.

S: Could you not speak like that? I am not used to it.

Me: Opps. Sorry.

S: So why are you smoking?

Ok, I have to give it to her, she was persistent.

Me: Bad habit. Stressed. Stuff like that.

S: I am sure there are other things you can do.

Me: Like?

S: Play sports, read a book, you know?

Me: I do all that. Doesn't really help.

S: Do you have a girlfriend?

My my, where was this leading to? And boy was she fast. I hardly knew her for more than 6 months.

Me: Nope. Why?

I nearly wanted to ask her if she was interested but held back to see what would develop.

S: Well, if you had one, she would probably not like you to smoke, and you would stop!

Damn. She was not interested.

Me: If that's the case, I will find a girl who smokes as well!

S: Ok, you are mad, I won't bother you anymore.

She turned to walk off.

Me: Hey! I was just kidding.

She stopped and turned around, her pony-tail swishing as she turned (that's something I found cute about her, too bad she doesn't wear her hair in a pony-tail any more). She walked back.

S: Are you free now?

Me: I might be? What's up?

S: I need some help with what was taught just now.

And there I was thinking that she was not interested in me, but this surely sounded like an excuse to get me alone with her.

Me: Which lesson was that?

S: The **********

Me: Oh that. Hmm, I am not really the expert on that but I will try my best. Did you ask the other instructors?

S: I did not see any of them. And I was walking home and I saw you.

Me: Do you live around here?

S: I am not supposed to tell strangers where I live, but I guess you could find my address in the nominal roll if you wanted to anyway.

How cute. Then she pointed in the general direction of a block of flats.

Me: So when do you need the help?

S: I need to check with Diane (another Junior), she needs help too.

Damn. So it was not a ploy to be alone with me.

Me: Alright, you have my number, let me know if you need help.

S: Sure!

Me: Anyway, how did you get my number?

S: There's something called a nominal roll...

Great. I was not dealing with a normal girl but a smart-mouthed one. Well, it would be interesting having verbal battles with her.

Me: Hey, my bus is here! Message me ok?

S: Ok! Bye!

Me: Bye!

I went home thinking nothing of it and not expecting her to message me. Even if she was interested in me, I can't say that the feeling was mutual. After all, she was too young, and not really attractive to me at that time. Besides, I was more interested in computer games, snooker, clubbing, and the other stuff that guys my age did. Girls were a luxury. If I had one, well good for me, if not, I had other things to do.

Well, she did message, and I did meet up with her and Diane to help them out with the lesson. Obviously nothing happened between us then. But we got closer to each other, frequently exchanging SMSs every other day.

I found out that she was an only child and both her parents were working. She did not have many friends over here as she only moved back to Singapore when she was in Primary 6. As far as I could see, her only close friend was Diane, the rest were more like acquaintances. In essence I was like the brother she never had, hence I became her 'God-Brother'. I always felt an indescribable feeling (not sexual mind you) whenever she called me 'Kor'.

Despite being close, I never showed favouritism towards her as it would be unprofessional of me as an instructor. If she deserved to be reprimanded she was, if she deserved to fail a test, she did. In any case, she never expected any favours from me. To her, I was seriously just a 'sibling companion'.

We often went out to watch movies, play pool (yeah, she was underage but somehow managed to sneak in). But we were never alone together, it was always group outings, mostly with my other Juniors.

We were so close that one of the Teachers in-charge of the Uniform Group actually confronted me and asked me what kind of illicit relationship I was having with one of her girls. It was so hard to explain it to her that I eventually gave up.

The only time I was alone with her was when she asked me to tutor her when she was taking her O Levels. These tuition sessions were at her place, as it was quiet and no one was at home, it was easier to concentrate.

Another sign that I thought she might have been interested in me was her dressing whenever she was at home. She liked to wear over-sized T-shirts (don't they all?) and those shorts (or was it hot pants? I seriously have no idea how to describe it). The first few times, I was slightly aroused when I caught sight of her breasts and nipples (she was not wearing a bra), but I got used to it after awhile (hey, I was her 'brother', not supposed to be having incestuous thoughts, am I?). There were also a few times when she sat on the chair with her legs propped up against her, and I swear she was not wearing any underwear. I was also pretty sure that she caught me staring at her all those times, but she did not bother to change her sitting position or pull the neck of her T-Shirt up to stop me from peeking at her boobs.




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