My submissive-an evil angel

Untitled Part 13

It was the following Tuesday, lunch time at school. The cafeteria was crowded with other kids eating and generally killing time. Friends talking and laughing, making stupid jokes and throwing stuff around. I always marvelled at the sound of crowds, how a hundred different perfectly ordinary conversations could combine to make a continuous din of meaningless noise.

I was standing in line when someone nudged my arm with theirs. I turned, and there stood my sister, with Lucy at her side.

This was weird. I think it had been literally years since I'd spoken to my sister inside a school building. We never had any classes together, and we even though we shared a car, I was always the one to drive it to and from school because she got a ride from Lucy every day. Once we left the house, we acted like strangers. Of course, we'd been acting like strangers at home too, until very recently.

"Hey, little brother." she said cheerily.

"Uh, hey little sis." I answered.

This was a running joke between us. Around age ten or so, we figured out that one of us had to be the "older" twin, but our parents had decided not to tell us, so we'd never be able to argue about it, or something. And thanks to a lazy or careless nurse at the hospital we were born in, the "time of birth" on our birth certificates were identical. Since we had no way of knowing, we'd both just decided that we must each be the older one, and had stuck to it.

It was an old term of endearment that we hadn't used in years, and the fact that it came to me so easily really only served to make this whole thing weirder.

"You should sit with us today." she said, smiling and confident.

"Um, what? Why?" I said, moving forward with the line.

"Because." she said simply.

I rolled my eyes at her and she sighed impatiently, as if I was missing something obvious.

"Because you're my twin brother, but we never even talk to each other at school. It's ridiculous. Sit with us, come on." she said.

I added some stuff to my tray, and moved along some more.

"You know, I do have my own friends to sit with." I said.

Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

"Yeah right, do you even like any of those guys? You just sit there and barely say two words to them, I've seen you." she said.

There were actually a few different groups of people I sat with, but she was right, I didn't talk to any of them very much. I'd long suspected most of them wouldn't notice if I stopped coming into school altogether, but it didn't bother me. It was enough just to hang out with them, and listen to them talking about whatever was going on with them. It made the meals pass quicker.

I shrugged.

"I'm not big on talking. They're good company." I said.