My Twin

Hi! I'm Wiatt and my last name is Hampton. Wiatt May Park Elizabeth Maria Hampton. I know, you might be wondering why my name is so long, but to be honest I don't know. Some other interesting facts about me is that my brother's name is Harry (short for Harold), Harry is also my twin, my mom left my dad, Harry and I. No clue why she would leave a family like us! We are the perfect family!

Harry and I have school soon. Harry's alarm clock went off and he isn't doing anything about it.

BEEP... BEEP... BEEP... "HARRY SHUT OFF YOUR FUCKING ALARM CLOCK BEFORE I SHUT IT OFF FOR YOU!" I yell. The alarm is still going and my brain is rushing into the fury I was feeling. I get up and sprint to the door. I clutch the handle, turning it quietly so I don't wake anybody else up. I open the door, walk down the hall and stop in front of Harry's room.

The door is open a crack, so I peer inside it. Harry isn't on the bed. The shower isn't going and he isn't in his closet. Oh yeah... I forgot he has to get up early for football practices. He runs in the morning. I walk over to the alarm clock and turn it off. Then when I'm done I go back to my room and back to sleep.

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I wake up. My eyes peel open slowly. Once my eyes are completely open I look around. I look at the clock on my bed side table and it says 7:17. SHIT! I'm going to be late! I flop out of bed like a ninja and rush to my closet. No time for a shower, if you ask me.

I grab my high waisted floral shorts, my over the shoulder unicorn shirt, combat boots, 'I <3 Noodles' sweat shirt, the socks that go to my knees, my black geek Ray- bans, and get dressed. I put on my shorts, shirt, socks, boots, then I roll down the socks so they are at the top of my boots, sweat shirt, Ray- bans( on the side if it works )

I clutch my school bag over my shoulder, grab my phone and head out the door. Running I slip and fall down the stairs.

THUD... THUD... THUD! I land face down on the cold hard ground. Someone from across the street is running towards me. I try pushing myself up and fall right back down. I'm too weak to get up. Blood is trickling down my face from my forehead. Surprisingly I still have my bag over my shoulder and my phone still in hand.

A hand reaches down and grips mine, pulling me up. The person holds me against them for balance. Their hands trail down my back and towards my waist. I swat their hands away, look up and sit down on the steps.

I hold my phone in front of me and call my dad. I told him I fell and to tell the school I'm not coming. I look up again. Staring at me he says "Are you okay? My name is Spencer," and with that we were left in silence. Spencer pulls me off the steps and holds me against him again. I nod my head as if to say yes and put my hands on his shoulders.

A couple more minutes of silence and he speaks up again.

"We should bandage you up. What's your name?,". He tore a piece of his shirt and wrapped it around his hand. When he was done he put his hand against the gash in my forehead and put pressure.

"Wiatt, my name is Wiatt. Thank you," I mumbled. I'm pissed! I had a lot of tests today and I'm going to have to do them tomorrow along with all of the other stuff I have to do!

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~ LATER THAT EVENING ~

Spencer left me after tucking me in and giving medicine and water. Dad came back from work a bit before Harry got back from school. Right now we are eating dinner. Spaghetti is for dinner. Dad is an amazing cook and he made giant meatballs! You only need one for your entire plate! I love it!

"So how was school today?" asks Dad. Dad looks over to Harry and then to me.

"It was good, but I was really tired all day." says Harry.

"I didn't go today. I cut my forehead before and didn't feel good." I say in a not so caring way.

Dad decides to get up from the table and walks towards me. Once he is right next to me he reaches for the ripped piece of shirt wrapped around my head. Dad grabs it. He starts to unwrap my head. I sit and try to stay calm. I was scared for what he might see. And I don't want to see it either.

Finally Dad is done unwrapping my head and stares in aw.

"Princess, how did this happen to you?"asks Dad.

"I woke up late and had to hurry to get out of the house. I was done and decided to run out of the house. I tripped going down the stairs on the porch. Then I land and blood was dripping from my head. End of story!" I say then get up and leave the kitchen. I'm not mad, but I'm not to happy either. I hated having to explain the incident and how it happened.

My thoughts got distracted when I fall again. I land with a thud that could shake the whole house and I think it did.

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A/N: So I hope you guys liked my first chapter. It might not have been what you wanted but the next chapter will start the good stuff. I'm sorry if this chapter was short, but I had fun writing it.

Until next time this is RyleeWiles!!