the park bench

n i n e

n i n e

"joseph, you absolute... absolute, freaking, dumb, fat imbecile!"

"what?"

"why did three boys walk up to me and ask whether or not i'm free and if i'm up to using my 'toys'?" joanne hissed, "i don't have any of those... things." her voice lowered to a whisper by the time she said the last word.

her brother chuckled, eyes filled with mirth, "i'm sorry."

"no, you're not. i can see it in your eyes."

joseph put his hands up in surrender. "i sincerily apologize, but what's so wrong about some jokes?"

the older twin placed her hands firmly on her hips. "the problem is caleb finn from english asked me out and threatened to tell dad about my so called toys if i didn't go out with him."

"oh, that bitch! he's getting kicked out of the team and a black eye, you do not threaten my sister!"

"i'm older than you, baby bro. you're making it sound like i'm younger than you."

"i'm still hitting him, big sis."

"that sounds stupid coming out of your mouth."

"i know."