This is in the works some things will be changed over time I am doing this so I can complete at least ONE story please give me feedback! Thank you!
This is about twins Eddie and Rebecca, they go to a murder mystery party when suddenly it's real!
|Note: if something seems like what the heck is this there? that's bc I did not edit I am ripping off the band-aid and doing this!|
I first want to start off by saying is Mom and Dad if you guys are reading this, this is all Rebecca's idea. Now, my sister, twin to be exact, is a total geek (I'm the only one who can make fun of her so don't you dare do it.) I do have to admit that she is a genius and I kind of used to be jealous of that, but I'm not anymore. (Okay maybe just a little bit). Anyway, it all started on one Saturday morning when my life turned upside down.
As I walk into the kitchen and I see Mom, Dad, and Rebecca. Dad is making breakfast, Mom is sipping coffee while on her laptop, and as always Bec has her nose stuck in a book. I take a seat next to my sister and I ask,
"So what are you reading today?"
"The Return of Sherlock Holmes" She responds
"Again?"
"Yes, again, what's your problem?" she asked
"You read that book like, a million times"
"Twenty times" as always, she corrects me
"Do you have to always be right and have the last word?"
"Yep"
Dad chuckles,
"Alright that's enough you two" he puts scrambled eggs and bacon and a piece of toast on our plates.
"Thanks Dad" we both say
"Rebecca.... Book" Dad reminds her to put down the book and eat she puts the book down the takes her knife and fork and separates the food
"What are you doing?' I say with a mouth full of toast
"What does it look like I'm doing? "
I sigh "What I mean is- "
"Meant"
Another sigh leaves me "What I meant is why?"
" Obviously I don't want my food to touch. You taste the food much better when you taste them separately"
I roll my eyes and drink my milk thinking how weird my sister is.
"So" my mom says closing her laptop, so she can eat and engage with us "Eddie what are you doing today for Halloween?"
"Oh, nothing just going the murder mystery party"
"Oh, that's perfect you can take your sister" dad
"What?! Why?! Stop it! Stop it! UGGH" we both say at the same time
Mom and Dad laugh then Dad says
"You need to go out more"
" I do go out, I go to the skatepark, library, and bookstore"
"Yes, but you don't talk to people"
"I do talk to people"
" Eddie and we don't count"
" I don't see the problem really I have no interest with people you guys won't let me take college classes"
" You know why. We want you to have- "
"A normal childhood I know, I know. It's just normal is just so boing why would I have a normal childhood when I can easily have an extraordinary one?"
Dad sighs then Mom responds for him "Bec you're going to that party no if and no buts that's finale"
After breakfast Mom and Dad leave for work I march into her room
"You just had to say something didn't you?"
" Don't you knock?"
" Oh shut up will you?"
" How can I shut up if you just asked me a question and I don't care if it was rhetorical or not?"
I sigh once more "Whatever just get a costume" before I leave her room I add "and please don't embarrass me ?"
"Yeah.... I guess"
Pause.
Okay I know what you're thinking Gezz this Eddie kid is such a douche look I know it seems like that but I'm not really, it's just at the time I didn't know what was going on in that head of hers. It may not seem like it, but we are close we tell each other almost everything. Key word almost.
I put on the jacket and place the sword in the sword thingy place.
Man, I look like some old guy. Why does this have to be an 1800s theme
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"BECCA?! ARE YOU READY?!" I shout waiting by the door
"I've been ready for the past fifteen minutes" {describe her costume and what it is}
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I jump "Jesus Christ how long have you been sitting there?"
"Like I said I've been ready for the past fifteen minutes, so, fifteen minutes"
"Whatever" I groan with an eye roll "Let's go before Mom comes and takes a million pictures and don't say it's not million I know it's not a million"
as usually (usual) the universe hates me I hear the same words
"Wait you two let me take a picture" my mother says cheerfully
My sister chuckles at my misfortune and pats me on the back
We both do the same pose we have been doing for as long as I can remember my arm around her neck her arm to my back wrapping a bit around my side. As mom takes her million pictures dad comes in and saves us telling her that's enough
