Rositas pov:
Hi I'm Rosita, but you can call me Rose. I look like the picture above but with bright brown eyes. I'm 5'6. I woke up to the smell of bacon, I instantly jumped up and fell on my face due to my feet being tangled within the sheets. I got in the shower with my outfit which consisted of grey sweats and a white tight v-neck. I jumped in letting the warm water hit my back. I hopped out slipping on the water that was left on my feet, I am incredibly clumsy. I got dressed and put my hair I'm a messy bun and put on a pair of vans on and went downstairs.Me being my 16 year old idiotic, clumsy self I tripped on the last step and fell. Doing a face plant. "Ha, clumsy!" My 8 year old adopted brother said I jumped up and replied with "Well at least I can catch you." He ran into the backyard and we ran around for like 5 minutes before I grabbed him and tickled him until he yelled "Stop, I can't breathe. Need air. I see a light." We laughed and I stopped. He was very dramatic, but that's Grayson for you.
"Breakfast!" Our mom said we looked at each other and raced for the good seat. I won but gave it to him anyway "Thanks!" He said sitting down. The good seat is the not seat where the sun doesn't shine in your eyes in the morning our mom sits in the other one and dad in the third so we normally fight for the last one. We all sat and dad came down "Ok, Gray, your going to school and your sister is going to stay home." At that last part his mouth dropped and stayed like that as I laughed he faced me and gave me a look which softened as he laughed too. "Anyway," my mom started finishing what my dad was starting "We have things to talk about. Boring adult stuff. Probably so boring that she will be begging to go to school." This time my mouth stood open and he laughed at me and I gave in and did the same.
We dropped my brother off at school. We drove back to our beach house, yes we live in a beach house but we grew up in Florida so what do you expect. We have a safe house for hurricanes because it isn't always safe, it normally is though.
We walked in and sat on the couches "Ok, if this is about the Magcon ending, it ended April 17 and it's almost June. I only cried once." I said my mom laughed "No." She said smiling "Good because the only ones still devised are Ashley and Britt." They are my best friends. Here's descriptions:
Ashley: she is 5'5 and incredibly beautiful. She is confident, but it can get the best of her at times. She has dark blue-green eyes and strawberry-blonde hair. Her favorite Magcon person is Jack J.
Britt: she has bleach-blonde hair and brown eyes that sparkle. She is incredibly shy. But once you get to know her she is the craziest, most awkward, daredevil in the world. Her favorite Magcon person is Cameron or Taylor.
I stayed quiet as they started to talk "Ok, as you know your adopted and we wanted to tell you that you are a twin." I was speechless "Before you speak, we wanted to tell you that your parents couldn't take in two babies at once." My mom said. It was understandable. They gave me to a good family, I'm thankful for that. I react well to things that I shouldn't even though most react horribly I react well.
My dad spoke up pulling me out of my thoughts "Ok his name is Matt, that's all we know." He finished by patting me on the back and walking away with my mom. I went to my room and a few tears rolled down my cheeks. Maybe I stretched the truth a little, I react good until I'm alone then I break down or dance happily. If I'm mad I scream and shout things. Depends on my mood.
Wonder if my brother knows about me? I wonder could my brother be Matthew Espinosa? No, Espinosa is a common name and so is Matt. Probably not him. Even if it was would he even care? I'm not going to think about this. I pushed them to the back of my head. "Is it okay if we tell people, or do you wanna keep it a secret?" My mother asked "I wanna keep it between us and close family friends." I said and she nodded and left.
I wonder if he knows I exist?
Matts pov (back to morning): I woke up. The bright, Virginia sun hitting me in the face. Nash, Cameron, and the Jacks were visiting. I decided I would make this an interesting wake up. I got up and grabbed my airhorn, don't ask why I have one in my sock drawer, and put it in the middle everyone jumped up screaming and I laughed.
I was rolling on the ground crying from laughing so hard when I smelt bacon. I jumped up "Bacon!" I yelled as the boys and I stampeded down the stairs. As we reached the bottom, my siblings being gone at collage or being in different places around the U.S.
There was pancakes, bacon, eggs, and sausage. With milk and orange juice as drinks. I looked at my friends "Wait!" I yelled "The only time you do this is when you want something or you're about to tell me something bad." I said calmer they sighed. I knew it. I mentally high-fived myself.
"Ok, first the boys. You need to stay and hold him back if he freaks out." My mom said they held me in my chair. "Matt you have a sister." She said and filched as if I was about to do something to her.
"I knew that already, her name is Kristen." I said. My dad spoke up "Yes, her but who you don't know about is Rosita." He said in his heavy accent.
"What!" All of us Nash, Cam, and the Jacks said in unison. They flinched "Let us explain." My mom said I nodded I felt like a soda can that's about to explode. One wrong move and I'll explode from anger.
We all sat down on the couches and the floor. "Ok," my mom started "We had twins." That make me angrier they gave away a part of me, it feels like it at least. "We couldn't handle 2 babies so we gave one to a couple in Florida. She kept her last name so her name is Rosita Espinosa. We just couldn't keep her she was adopted and we haven't seen her since." She finished I got up and stormed out I went to the park and sat on the bench.
My friends showed up 10 minutes later. "You ok man?" Nash said "Well I'm as good as a guy who just found out he has a twin sister and she's adopted." I said exaggerating twin so he understood. He nodded "I wouldn't be very happy ether, if I were you." Cameron said, he always wanted a sister and he deserved one too.
I wonder if she knows who I am? I need to find her "We need to find her." I said they all nodded and said "Ya." But how? Does she care about me? Does she want to know me? Does she know she adopted? If so for how long? But most of all,
Does she know I exist?
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Matthew Espinosa's Twin sister
FanficHi I'm Rosita Espinosa, I know what your thinking 'Are you related to Matthew Espinosa?'. The answer is, I don't know. I'm always told I look like him, and we do have the same hair and eyes except mine are brighter. I'm adopted and I always tell peo...