All About Us (LT One shot books)

Reflection

Confidence

Trust between the twins was an unconditional factor, what always happened between them as if it were the most self-evident thing. A daily, every minute, every second feeling, like another internal organ or movement, or what your body does to maintain life, breathes, blinks, and drives blood through the veins. The trust between them was on the verge of insanity. Between the twins, there never was a thought to doubt each other, for real. This was evident from the way they lived, shared common and personal space, things, and everything that was between the twins was embroidered with white threads of trust in each other. When they danced. And it doesn't matter what kind of dance it was, freestyle, staged choreography for a battle, or a staged dance for performance. They never needed to doubt each other about anything. The twins let friends and family into their lives, gradually getting closer to many people, but they learned to trust these people, gradually revealing themselves, while they simply did not know what it was like not to trust each other.

Connection

What many called telepathy between them was only many years of hard work, up to bloody calluses on the legs and liters of tears shed from fatigue and exhaustion. From the very childhood, they did everything together, they always followed each other. They always danced together, even if it seemed to you that you see only one of the twins, it means that the second one simply hid, leaving his brother in his own space. Everybody always asks twins how they achieved this level of connection between them, and the answer is always simple teeth-gnashing. The twins practiced constantly, for many years, without interruption for a single day. Over the decades of endless training, they danced to thousands of songs, some of which the twins sorted out to the last note. Everyone who has ever watched the twins during classes was amazed at their endurance and stubbornness, their talent, gift, abilities, and their connection with each other. Most of the movements have become a habitual ritual or set of ligaments. After spending half their lives in dance studios, they learned to guess each other's movements. The twins also sat down on something inaccessible to most of the dancers. The twins have learned to play with music. It wasn't even dancing, just a set of chaotic movements to match the melody, beat, or words of the song. Through practice, the twins learned to be separate dancers and one organism. Their movements, their body, and their spirit capabilities were not just a gift, it is the result of hard, long-term work that has not stopped to this day. They put every ounce of strength and dedication into their gift, developing and honing the skill of the dancer. Even Beyoncé told her dancers when she watched the Gemini rehearsals that she should not be called a monster, but these twins.

Smart and stupid

Now there was one of the situations that happened to the twins in the past. They were sitting in a spacious, light office, at a large conference table, opposite the organizers of one of the dance battles. A few weeks ago, the twins were invited to become judges in this battle, perform, and give one master class. And judging by the amount they were offered, the men in suits thought the twins were fools.

On one side of the table, men in suits were nervously fiddling with papers. On the other side of the table sat a calm and confident Laurent, a little annoyed because he was bored Larry, Eleni, the twins' assistant thoughtfully flipped through the electronic calendar, checking if everything was correctly written down, and the lawyer for the twins Edward, who is here only to sign papers (therefore, making a smart face he played on the phone).

- So, - Laurent continued. - If we agree to work with you, then you pay us ten thousand dollars, right? "One of the men, Paul, who was in charge of such deals, opened his mouth, but Laurent wanted to clarify something. - To each of us. - Paul slammed his mouth back and looked a little confusedly at his colleagues.