The Isaac Effect | My Life With The Walter Boys

Chapter 1 - Moving

You'd think that after our whole family dying, my twin sister would be a little bit more of a mess. But no. Not Jackie, no matter what is going on she always manages to keep her composure.

I'm nothing like Jackie. I'm not preppy and good at talking to adults the same way she is, I like to skate and dye my hair sometimes, and I'm not very good at making friends. I'm not really good at a lot of things in comparison to Jackie, "the picture perfect daughter". I don't understand why she is so obsessed with Princeton and track. I guess that is why I bond better with Lucy, we've always been closer sisters.

Or well, we were the closer sisters.

But Lucy isn't here anymore.

Neither is Mom.

And neither is Dad.

All I got left is Jackie.

"You good?" Jackie asks, nudging my left shoulder. We are outside the airport with our luggage waiting for Katherine and George. Our replacement parents. Yippee.

"I haven't been good for six months." I mutter "Obviously moving to a farm with a bunch of strangers will fix me right up!" I say the latter in a peppy enthusiastic voice to show my obvious excitement. Who wouldn't want to move in with a bunch of strangers when their whole family died?

"Luna, be nice. The Walter's are good people for letting us stay with them, besides Katherine was Mom's best friend, remember? She's got to be a nice person." She says, it sounds like she's convincing herself. Sometimes I forget that Jackie isn't invincible, she's just as scared as I am. In a way that comforts me, no matter what we are in this together.

"Is that her?" I point to a redhead lady in the crowd. Once she sees me she begins to wave at us and mutters something to whom I can only assume is George, her husband.

"That looks like the lady in Mom's pictures". Jackie says, grabbing her suitcase and walking towards the stranger. I follow along.

"Hello girls! I'm Katherine and this is my husband George." She says with a bright smile and motions to the man behind her. Katherine gives us hugs and George greets us with a firm handshake. Dad always told me that a handshake is the most valuable first impression someone can make. He made sure to teach me how to have a firm and strong handshake, it's something I'll never forget how to do. I can tell from George's handshake alone that I'm going to like the guy.

No matter how kind they are, the air still feels stiff. There is tension, an awkward one. I mean what do you say to your dead best friend's daughters? Now that's a tough one.

The drive home is quiet, only filled with George occasionally asking us if we need to stop and use the restroom, if we're hungry or if we need the ac on. To all these Jackie and I say no and that we are fine.

I block out the quiet by putting on my headphones and filling the world with noise. Which is kind of hard considering for the past six months, my world disappeared. You'd be surprised how quiet your brain can make the city become when all you feel inside is alone.

Author's Note: This is my first time posting to Wattpad! I recently fell in love with My Life With The Walter Boys and wanted to test out my writing skills. Luna will meet Isaac in the next chapter!