Greaser ☾Ethan Dolan

Twenty One ☾

A/N:::*We all know the twins birthdays are not the 30th of December.. but we are gonna pretend it is.. okie dokie?:))*

— double update;))

Well today's the day.. I either pass the test and become a member of the Italian mafia, or I don't pass the test.. and I don't even want to know what will happen then.

The blinding sun knocked on my eyelids impatiently wanting me to get up, and start my day. The wind hitting against my window repeatedly is what finalized my annoyed attitude towards the morning.

I got up and and picked out my outfit. Since it's sunny out and the snow seems to be melting, I decided to wear a skirt today.

I slipped on a short black skirt, and a silk yellow long sleeve blouse with white thin stripes going vertically. Then I put on my yellow old shook vans with no show socks, and and finally I put my hair into a loose  curly side ponytail with a black bow.

I'm nervous for the tests today and the rising. It's the twins birthdays. I really didn't know what to get them, so I tried my best to find something that I thought they would both like.

I grabbed my phone and texted both Grayson and Ethan a happy birthday text.

>>Ethan
Me- happy birthday!! Have a good day:)))

>>Grayson
Me- happy birthdayyy! Have a good day:)))

I locked my phone then headed downstairs to see the monkeys that I love with all my heart. I walked into the kitchen seeing the guys eating bananas and three peels around each of them. I guess they are monkeys..

"Guys stop. You're gonna get sick!" I said worriedly taking their bananas and throwing them away. Max shook his head. "We read on line bananas help with stress." Max said swallowing the mushy banana in his mouth. I sighed.

"Where did you get this information?" I asked skeptically. "Instagram. It was a meme." Nick said going into a day dream and chuckling. Max slapped his arm. "Bro you said it said that on a healthy habit website!" Max said now getting angry.

Nick shrugged it off and continued to look off in space thinking about whatever goes through that head of his.

I clapped my hands grabbing their attention. "Well, we need to go we can't be late for the testing." I said already heading out the door starting to get anxiety about failing. I've never failed a test before ever, and I don't want to start now.

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We were all standing in the training facility where Max and Nick will do their tests. Mr. Dolan and John-his right hand man, are watching us very closely, and it's making me nervous.

"Alright Nicholas, you're up first." John said giving him a reassuring smile. John is nice. He's not Italian which surprised me-born and raised in the Bronx he says. He's nice and always calm.

Nick went inside the all glass room and picked up his gun. Six targets starting moving everywhere, and Nick shot the first one with ease. He proceeded to shoot the remaining five like it was nothing. Then a woman walked in the room and put a blind fold on him making me very confused.

"Shoot the target." She said watching him closely with admiration in her eyes. Nick turned in a circle and stopped in a particular spot and slowly raised his gun. His finger moved from the gun to the trigger and bam.

Bullseye

I smiled brightly when I saw he hit the target almost right dead in the center. He took off his blindfold and I could see a wash of relief move over him. Nick put the gun down walking out of the room, coming to Max and I.