fucked up is perfect

“I have seen her, Tarks.” Meileen answered with a roll of her eyes. “She isn’t as perfect as you say she is.” She shrugged. “Come on! Don’t be so pessimistic! I know you’ll get the part. I’ll break everyone’s bones if they don’t see you the way I see you. You’re the one who’s perfect.”

“Uh, yeah she is.” he said as he placed his key card into his room’s key slot. “Her voice is like....and her belting is so perfect and then her acting and...” Tarkie stopped himself, from the risk of sounding creepy. “I’m not as perfect as you make me out to be. I’m just...a guy who likes to do theater.”

“Not stopping, Granddad.” Meileen grinned. “You’ll get it. I’ll help you practice.” She tiptoed before ruffling Tarkie’s hair. “I can do better than Bea, to be honest. Kidding, of course. How sure are they that Bea will get the part?”

Tarkie scrunched his face in disapproval as she ruffled his hair. “Come on, Mei, have you heard her? Or even seen her act? Or even seen...her? She’s absolutely perfect.” he replied with a wistful smile.

“Okay, okay. I respect the elders.” Meileen grinned. “Who’s your Elle, by the way?”

“Stop that.” he said with another little playful push. “I haven’t even gotten the part yet. But, the whole school knows Bea is going to be Elle.”

“Silly! In your room, okay? No live shows or whatever.” She laughed. “I don’t want to steal the spotlight from you.” She winked.

Tarkie let out an over dramatic sigh. “Fine. But, can there at least be show tunes? I mean, I need something here.”

Meileen can’t believe how she’s too attached to Tarkie and as flirty as she is, she just doesn’t want him to experience that side of hers; and besides, he is a brother to her. Who even flirts with their brother, right? Meileen’s eyes lit up, knowing that Tarkie has nothing planned for tonight. “Let’s jam? It’s been a while.”

“Of course! We’ll make Chadwick regret that they ever accepted the unstoppable duo!” he replied with a hearty laugh.

“Wanker? Me? Thanks for that, Tarkie.” Meileen rolled her eyes playfully before groaning at Tarkie’s action. Normally, she’d use her defenses on people who’d touch her; or more like, she’d break the person’s bones. However, with Tarkie, all she can do is groan. “Psh, cheesy.” She said coolly, but wrapped her arms around Tarkie. “Anything for my big bro.” She smiled. “Any plans for tonight, Grandpa?”

“Any time, little one.” He said with a laugh, smoothing down her hair. Sure, he had sisters and he loved them very much, but Mei always seemed a little more like a sister then them. She was just someone who seemed to know him as soon as they met. Tarquin shrugged as she hung off of him “I dunno. Probably just hanging out in my dorm. What about you?”

Meileen laughed a little too loud than expected, upon seeing Tarkie’s dramatic ‘hair flip.’ “Who the fuck is Mei Mei? And no, Grandpa. I am gonna stick my tongue out at you anytime I want.” Normally, Meileen would not mind if people look disappointed or would hide their disappointment; but Tarkie’s different. He’s a friend – not just an acquaintance. “Hey.” She smiled, wrapping an arm around Tarkie’s shoulder, and well, tiptoeing in order to do so. “You have me. And your mom. And my parents. We are all so proud of you, okay? Now, now. Smile, Grandpa.” She grinned.

“It’s you, you fucking wanker.” he said, bringing out his accent a little more. “Wait, since when am I Grandpa?” Tarkie gave her a little half smile, ruffling her hair lightly. “I wouldn’t know what I’d do without you, my little Mei.”

“Oh my God. You did not just call me kid, Tarks!” She gasped. “Hmm, I didn’t think of that. Sure sure, as long as you promise to not take advantage of my hotness.” She grinned widely before sticking a tongue out at him. Wow, so this is a side of her she didn’t know actually exists. “Alright, cool. Just give me all the deets when you have them. Will your folks be coming to see you perform?”

“Uhm, I believe I just did, Mei.” Tarkie pretended to flip his imaginary long locks and huffed. “Ew. Gross. It’d be like seducing my sister. And that’s just nasty, Mei Mei. Also, put that tongue back in your mouth where it belongs, young lady.” He said with an air of his big brother, over protectiveness of her. Tarkie shrugged, trying to hide the flash of disappointment that came over his face. “My mom, yeah. My dad....you know how he is.”

“No, I don’t. Will you please explain to me, Darlin’?” Meileen joked, winking afterwards. “But I want to be able to sing with you, too. Not on stage though.” She smiled warmly. “Will it be exclusive to Chadwick students? Because if not, I could have the parents watch you on the performance.”

“Maybe when you’re older, kid.” Tarkie joked back, giving her a little wink. “Then come sing with me sometime. You know where my room is.” He nodded at her question. “Yeah, of course they can come!”

Meileen laughed slightly. “What does the last sentence even mean, Tarks?” She asked innocently. “I change my mind about auditioning. But you could practice with me, if you want.” She offered before shrugging. “I’m pretty sure I know how musical works. And I can play stuffs in character. Duh.”

Tarquin playfully pushed her. “You know exactly what I mean, Mei.” He nodded and ran a hand through his hair. “If you’d want to help, I always love someone to critique me.”

“Ew, no.” Meileen rolled her eyes before linking her arms with Tarkie’s. “Tarks,” Mei raised a brow at him. “I’m not in the ‘everyone’ category, okay? If you want to, I could actually audition or I could help you practice.” She shrugged. “I wouldn’t mind, actually.”

“Well, the actual show we’re doing is Legally Blonde, so be ready to be a sorority girl if you do end up auditioning.” he said with a smirk. “I, and the rest of Chadwick, would appreciate if you padded before putting on those low cut cheer tops.”