chapter 1

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Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected expected.....?

1 July 2015 7:18am Today is like every other day in my life. Well technically it's my birthday but I don't care about that.. What am I celebrating ? I'm closer to death now? I don't want to die ! Not yet. So what if I'm eighteen! All that matters is that it's senior year, gonna be done with school finally, the only school I went to I was basically alienated nobody even gave me a chance, I was just Her. You know that kid that everyone just shrugs off ? "What is she doing ?" They would whisper "that's just Scott's sister she's weird"

My eyes slowly open to the sound of my own brain thinking to hard, I mean honestly doesn't it ever shut off? Thinking about how life is created and why animals can't communicate to humans and better yet why the hell my parents made me move from one state to another, it wasn't for a job I know that where finically stable, we won't filthy rich but we had money.

Five people in my family including myself.

My Father Richard Brown, successful scientist graduated from Yale. He was always handsome, with his suite and tie and his dark hair gelled backwards my parents married young, they where in their late thirties and still looked really good,

My mother Eneta Brown, most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on, not being biased because she's my mother but she was actually beautiful she had stunning blue eyes and black hair that was very long she graduated from Harvard and is a lawyer.

My sister Bailey Smith, she's 23 and married to Logan Smith she's deeply in love with him I haven't seen her for awhile but I'm going to be seeing more of her since we moved to her state, California. Baileys always been the adored child, why can't you get straight A's like Bailey, why don't you meet a rich man like Bailey, Bailey this Bailey that I may sound bitter but when you grow up with miss perfection you'd understand why you would want to be annoyed.

And then you have my brother, my twin brother, Scott Brown My parents saw him as a saint basically he was a demon, he was what the girls would call a player he was very popular at my old school he basically owned it, even the teachers liked him he was so easy to get along with and very manipulative

Then you have me, Esamae brown not only was I invisible to the world but I also had the most strangest name, where did my parents get the pattern from, Bailey, Scott and Esamae? Do you know how many people call me resume ! I was just boring, I never go out because I don't have any friends, I'm not ugly I mean if my twin brother is what everyone calls attractive I guess I'm attractive I always wear a hoodie and sweats because I don't care. I'm a nobody anyway.

I went in the adjoining bathroom and my brother was brushing his teeth, I stood next to him and stared at my reflection I was short, and thin my hair is naturally straight and dark, I have green eyes and naturally pink cheeks I grabbed my makeup bag from my table and applied some BB CREAM, I winged my eyeliner and applied nude lipstick as I was putting my mascara on I could see my brother staring at me form the corner of my eye.

"What are you looking at?" I said faintly

His eyes glued on mine, but his hands moves to grab the blows dyer he held it like a gun and pointed at me

"where is my geek of a sister and what have you done with her?" He said in horror

I put the mascara down, and turned to face my delinquent of a brother I rolled my eyes.

"I will slit your knee caps and send you to Antarctic"

"So that's how I would look as a girl" he said nodding "not bad"

I laughed and shook my head, " I sometimes wonder if that head of yours will explode one day"

"How do you think today's going to be.. First day of senior year" Scott said sounding a little concerned

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