Chapter 13 | S H O O S H

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M U S I C A L P I T S T O P: G O O D B Y E C O P E N H A N G EN | | N E W P O L I T I C S

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M U S I C A L P I T S T O P: G O O D B Y E C O P E N H A N G EN | | N E W P O L I T I C S

M U S I C A L P I T S T O P: G O O D B Y E C O P E N H A N G EN | | N E W P O L I T I C S

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Aaaaand yesss, the last twin has been shot out. Yass, FINALLY. You have no clue how much I rushed, my stupid procrastinating ass completely backfired and I sat for like eight hours straight writing the 12th and 13th chapters both in one go. I stayed up all of last to last night completely editing my 11th and starting over on my 12th. I finally realised the consequences of procrastinating.... Not like im going to stop tho.......

So this is like a super super suuper Tiny twin. Sorry, but I was exhausted.

Reminder, look for hints.

*sigh* Okay, thass all, Enjoy.

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Ignore the weird typos and mistakes.

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L U K E' S P O V

Shit.

I'm screwing up. Like screwing up. This can't be happening. I know this. How can this happen? No way, I cannot be defeated.

"HA! HAHA! YOU BLINKED YUDEN! YOU FREAKING BLINKED. HA!" She screamed, jumping up from her seat. Throwing her hands up, she started running around herself in a small circle, doing her own little victory dance.

"I WON. I WON. I WON A STARING COMPETITION. YESSS! SUCK IT BITCH!" She yelled, complete joy lighting her baby brown eyes. Her voice cracking so horribly as she hummed incoherent words in a little song of her own.

I started laughing looking at her jumping around on the spot with her arms flailing around. "You know Tiny, maybe I let you win. Maybe I was tired of winning against you." I shrugged, trying to hold in my laughter as she rolled her eyes.

"Oh please you chicken. You can't always use that same lame pathetic excuse every time." She started her weird dance again. Hearing the name she called me, I started laughing again, not being able to hold it in anymore.

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