Chapter One

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"Madison you'll be fine." My sister, Joselynn, says as she pats my back. We are siting in my new room at my aunts house. It's bad enough that our parents died but I we had to leave Missouri and come to New Jersey and I had to leave my friend. Yes I say friend because out of the 14 years of living in Missouri I only made one friend. I shrug my sisters hand off my back. "That's easy for you to say. You've always been Miss Popular I've always been know as the other twin." I said. It's true. Although my sister had the personality of satan she's always been super popular. Don't get me wrong I love my sister but she's really rude.

"Well maybe if you would stop being such a loser then you'd be more popular." Joselynn said. See what I mean by personality of satan. "Thanks for the advice now get out." I pointed to the door. It would be a miracle if she was nice for one day. Our parents just died but heaven forbid she say one nice thing to me. I stand up and walk to my book shelf. In my room there is a floor to ceiling book shelf filled with books, we'll all except one shelf. I love books. I've read every single book on my book shelf. Books don't go on the book shelf till I finish them. I go to the shelf that doesn't have books. I pick up the small porcelain ballerina that my mother gave me when I was really little. It had a green tutu and bright red hair that was pulled up into a curly bun on the top of her head. I was obsessed with it. Always have been, always will be. I walk back to my bed and lay down. I grab my stuffed elephant that my dad gave to me on my 4th birthday. I love that elephant. I cruel up with both the ballerina and the elephant. They were my most prized possessions. My parents gave them to me. They were more than a stuffed animal and a small porcelain figure, they were memories. My biggest fear next to being locked in small spaces was forgetting. Forgetting my parents and all the fun and bad times we had because even bad times are memories with them. Due to the lack of friends that I had my parents and I were really close. I loved them so much and to have them ripped out of my life in a blink of an eye just crushes me.

The funeral was tomorrow. They both grew up in New Jersey so they are going to be buried in the cemetery a few blocks away. Just a walking distance away. Joselynn acts like nothing happened. She acts like our parents didn't just die. She won't talk about it. I don't blame her, I haven't even cried. I feel like if I cry then it really means they are gone and I can't deal with that right now. I guess you could say I'm in denial. I've barely talked since the day the cops showed up to our door in the middle of the night and I had to ID the bodies. Joselynn was at a friends so the job was left to me. I was the one that saw their dead bodies laying on the operating table, cold and lifeless. I didn't cry then. I felt numb.

I heard lots of noise come from the house next to us. I huffed and walked to my window. I looked out and saw two boys on the roof of the house next to my aunts. One of them turn around and my heart stopped. It was Ethan Dolan. The Dolan twins lived right next door to me. Another thing that came out of my lack of friends was I lived in the Internet. These boys that lived right next door to me were not only hot but seriously hilarious. They always made me smile. My mouth hung open. I was snapped out of my daze when someone yelled. "Hi!" I now noticed that Ethan was waving at me. I freaked out and closed my blinds. How embarrassing he caught me staring. I have to tell Jordan about this. Jordan is my one and only friend I pulled out my phone
M: I LIVE NEXT DOOR TO THE DOLAN TWINS
J: OK IM MOVING IN WITH YOU RIGHT NOW!!
I was just about to reply when my aunt walked in. One thing that really gets to me about living with my aunt is that she was my moms identical twin. She looks exactly like my mom. Twins run in my family. "Time for dinner sweetie." She said with a smile. Even there smile was the same. I gave her a small smile. "Ok be there in a sec." I said. She smiled and walked out.
M: I have to go talk to you tomorrow.
J: k love you! 😘
M: love you too! Bye! 😘😍
I smile at our conversation. Jordan and I tell each other I love you all the time because we do. She's my best friend in the whole world and she's been with me since 1st grade. I put my ballerina back in its right place and straighten my elephant up and walk out of my room and downstairs. This house is so much bigger than our old one. My parents didn't have a lot of money but we made do. My aunt was loaded though. She married her husband a few years ago and they were obviously in love but her husband died of cancer about a year after the wedding she was devised but it turned out he was really rich and my aunt didn't even know. He left everything to her. So now she lives in this big house by herself, well now with us and our pets. My sister had a hairless rat that's surprisingly really cute named Jimmy. I have two pets. I have a morbidly obese cat named Hopscotch, I was five when I named her, we call her mama kitty because she's so fat, then I have a pink toed tarantula named Octavia. My sister hates her, she's terrified of spiders. I like spiders though. I walk into the dinning room to see lasagna, one of my favorites. I sit down and grab a little. We have prayer before we eat. I barley touch my food. I took a bite or two before cleaning my plate and retreating back to my room.

I put on my pajamas before pulling my blinds up and opening my window. I loved to feel the breeze as I slept. I was about to walk away from my window when the light from the other house turned on. The room was right across from mine. The blinds were open so I could see into the room. There stood Ethan. I think I'm going to die. Ok die isn't the best word to use but I think I'm mid heart attack right now. He sees me and waves. I quickly step away from the window. Why am I cursed with social awkwardness? I lay down on my bed. Hopscotch comes and curls up on top of me. She is the most lovable cat I've ever met. She has never scratched or bit anyone. I take that back she's accidentally scratched people with her back claws when she climbs on them but it's not on purpose, she's too sweet for that. I turn on my music before falling asleep. I don't know how I'm going to make it through tomorrow.

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