BOOK 3: ADULTED

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"We must always have one another's backs...no matter what." Archie insists, and I nod as we stood outside of our school. "It will be us against the world. No one can have our backs like we do. I will have yours, and you'll have mine. We can't keep depending on our dads forever."

I nod sadly, looking over my shoulder as I saw our dads car driving off in the distance. Facing back forward, I grin solemnly.

"It's weird...when we went to school in France, we always saw them. When they dropped us off, when they visited for lunch everyday, and even when they picked us up. Now we're...high schoolers in America and I hear how mean Americans are!" I found myself becoming sad, Archie slapping my shoulders harshly.

"Don't show weakness here! I hear Americans thrive off of your emotions in a negative way." Archie whispers, and I found myself chuckling. "No really though, Americans are mean idiots. We need to be careful...and we have each other's classes! Yay, our dads worked that out for us. Not to mention we-."

"Weren't we born here though?" I ask him, and he narrows his eyes on me. "I mean...I'm not really sure what they did. When we lived in France did we keep our citizenship here or did we apply for citizenship there?"

"Why are you asking me?" Archie snorts, shaking his head at me like I was crazy.

I look away from him, my eyes widening on the people that were beginning to come. There were more of them and I saw their eyes stray on us as they went inside. Archie didn't pay them mind, but I saw all of their stares.

Why were they staring?

"We're...Freshmen, right?" I ask Archie.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure. How schools work here are weird so I'm just going to say yes to whatever you ask me." He smiles, and he nods forward. "I guess let's...go inside."

I nod, sticking close to him. My eyes were trained on everything. People were just...staring. I don't know why they were staring so much. Were we...weird looking?

"You think they've never seen identical twins before?" I ask Archie quietly.

"I don't know, and I don't care. They're the weird ones for staring so hard. Remember that, we're the normal ones." He wiggles his eyebrows, only to look back at the paper I guess to find our lockers.

"Are we? It's not normal for there to be identical twins."

"Tell that to our identical twin sisters." He snorts.

Oh yeah...

As we walked I saw this guy in some group with others. He seemed to be older than us, and I'm not sure by how much. Except as we got closer I see his friends eventually look at us. He was the last to look and when we made eye contact I found my eyes widening.

It was like the world froze in place. Everyone else was still and it was just him and me. His eyes narrow on mine, seeing him raise an eyebrow. I don't know how old he was or what grade he was in, but I was taller than him by a couple of inches.

I don't think that matters because Archie and I have always been taller and bigger than others in our grade. Even those who are older than us. We always get mistaken for being in a different grade.

Wren...

I could see this guy's lips saying my name. I began to grin when he frowns.

Wren?

He said it again-!

"Wren damn it!"

I gasp, looking as I saw Archie shake his head at me. I don't say anything, looking back at that guy and see him still look confused.

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