Jack's POV
I think you all could be curious about why I am smiling all the time. And you all probably think of me as a smiling waster who makes jokes around people. But the thing is, I asked that question myself as well. Why I am smiling?
I guess it all started as a baby. My mother told us how we were born. Which creates an impression on me about the reason for my joy.
She says she had hard childbirth at the time. That she struggled with pain for forty-eight hours. And considering we were in the eighth month, she had an intense panic over our health.
I was born first and brought joy to my mother. But here's the thing I have heard about twin pregnancies. That the first twin is pretty hard to deliver. This means the majority of the time the second twin is born much more easily than the first. Because the first twin has paved the way, so to speak.
So I brought a large amount of pain to my mother at the same time. But she told me that I never cried when I was born. I had a cute baby smile on my face.
Babies understand, right? Maybe I was happy back then, but how could I know that things would change?
On the contrary, Jake was crying when he was born. I guess that was maybe because he wasn't ready to be born yet. Considering I rushed things for both of us for his opinion. Haha, I guess he is not entirely wrong about it!
You all probably be wondering about our names as well. Well according to my parents they only picked matching baby boy names. I was given Jack because "c" comes first then "k" in alphabetical order. So plain and boring. But of course, they are not aware of my little search over the subject.
It says both Jack and Jake have the same Hebrew origins. Jack means 'God is graceful,' while Jake means 'God is merciful'. Ok, so what makes them so special?
Well, that one has made me put a lot of effort to think over it. I found out that Jake is the variant of Jack's name in medieval. Which was a surprise for me. But that's not the only coincidence I discovered.
In Hebrew origins, Jake means 'supplanter.' More clearly, someone who takes the place of another. Replacer.
So I came to one conclusion from all this. Jake is the replacer of Jack. And considering he came after me, that makes a hell of a coincidence! Fascinating let's say so.
Since God is graceful, I have to thank him for making my wish come true. Honestly, I haven't been much of a believer but I didn't expect to see Pamela immediately.
However, there is an unwritten rule I always believe. That if you are truly happy with something your family finds its way to destroy it. And I was grown up in that dysfunctional kind of family which makes me question everything. Even my own happiness.Which creates a memorable paranoia.
So I always have to remind myself that behind every smile there is suffering. That's why I choose to smile no matter what. Smiling is better than explaining what is killing you deep inside.
And here now I am smiling, quite happy about the new girl in our class. But Jake doesn't seem to be on the same page with me. As usual.
I turn my head in his direction. He looks irritated. Yet he has an empty expression on his face despite it.
" Jake, what are you thinking brother?" I place my hand on his arm trying to get his attention.
" Nothing," he replies dryly still looking out of the car window.
" No, you are lying. If you weren't annoyed you wouldn't give me that face." I copy his angry face. "Come on, what is the matter?"
" Don't know. Maybe I am just frustrated for doing the same thing. I have to mention this is the second time I am going in the same direction unlike you." he sighs.
