"Hey, Haley!" Jasey greeted as I walked downstairs for an afternoon nap.
"Hey, little sis." I replied. "Where are the lads?"
"Basement. Let's go there!"
"Alright."
"There she is! Afternoon, sleeping beauty." Jaden said.
"She's beautiful? Are you sure about that, Jaden?" Riley opposed.
"I meant sleeping ugliness." Jaden corrected.
"Shut up! What are you guys up to?" I asked.
"Just jamming. Want to join?" Connor replied.
"I don't sing."
"Really? We heard you sing before when you also played the piano." Toby said.
Jaden gave me a confused look.
"I'm not doing it again."
"Why not?" Jaden asked. "I've never heard you sing for so long."
"And you don't need to. I'll go now. Have fun."
"Where are you going?"
"Why would you need to know?" I replied. "I'll be back at 5."
"Buy us Starbucks please."
"Didn't hear anything. Soz."
Riley's Point of View
Singing and writing a few songs with our new brother was really fun. I hope my twin could join us. I have to admit her voice is great and her piano skills are awesome. I wonder where she's going. I'm pretty sure there's a reason why she doesn't want to play video games or football and sing.
"Hey, Jaden." I called out.
"Yeah?"
"Whose is this skateboard?" I asked and rode it.
"Haley's."
"She skates?"
"Why would she have a skateboard if she doesn't, idiot?" Connor replied.
"Haley keeps acting like a nerd, huh?" Jaden asked. Acting.
"Yeah. Do you know why?"
"It's better if it comes from her."
I returned to my room and because I'm still not that familiar, I opened the wrong one.
Is this really her room?
Posters of bands and movies covered the walls, books and magazine are in a shelf, and another one contains different albums of different musicians and DVD's.
On her desk, her laptop was placed so was the notebook full of song lyrics I found before. Then there's also a picture frame of a band.
Jaden as the guitarist.
My best friend, Colin, as the bassist.
My twin as the vocalist.
And you won't guess who the drummer is.
Me.
"What are you doing here?!"
"Haley! I'm sorry. I thought this is my room."
"It's not. Now, get out."
She noticed what my hand is holding.
"So you do sing and you were in a band. Why didn't you tell us?"
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He Wasn't: A Before You Exit Fanfiction
Fanfiction*Currently editing* "History repeats itself" they say. Does repeating really means doing the exact same thing again? But it wasn't even a history so why would it repeat? It was a mistake that should never be repeated ...But it did And it's the worse...
