27. EYES ON FIRE

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"Remember Alex, if you are having a hard day in that wheelchair or your leg is hurting just call me and I will pick you up." My father said for the hundredth time as I was about to leave to school with Andres. "I'll go pick you up as fast as I can."

"I will dad, don't worry I'll be fine. Plus, I got Andres and he will take me around school." I said as Andres picked me up and got me to the car seat. "He will help me out."

"Wait, so besides taking you to school I have to push you around all day?" Andres said shocked. "That's not fair."

"It will be fun." I told him with a smile.

"Yes, as soon as I find a pair of stairs to throw you off it will be fun." Andres muttered in a low voice. "I'll teach you how to fly."

"Andres..." My dad said in a warning tone.

Andres laughed.

"Don't worry dad, I'm just joking you know I will do anything for my little sister." Andres said as he ruffled my hair earning a groan from me.

I looked at him.

"Little? We are the same age Andres, we're twins." I told him. "We are the same age."

"But technically I was born two minutes earlier which makes me older than you." Andres said.

"That's only because your stupid leg pushed me back inside when it was my turn to get out." I told him with a growl. "I was supposed to be born first but no, you had to."

My dad rolled his eyes at us; we would always fight for things like this.

"I can still remember the day both of you were born. Your mother and I were so happy, even though Andres was a surprise we were expecting two baby girls because according to the doctor in the ultrasound it was two girls." My dad said as he remembered.

I laughed.

"That explains a lot, are you sure it shouldn't be Andrea instead of Andres?" I told Andres laughing. "It does make a lot of sense now that I think about it."

"Very funny, it seems like you don't know limits anymore" Andres said as he got to his seat and started to drive. "I'll teach you some."

We soon got to the school and Andres helped me get on my wheelchair.

"Are you sure that it was a good idea to come dress up like this to school?" Andres asked me as he placed me in my wheelchair.

I was wearing a white summer dress and I had a white slipper on my good foot.

"I look pretty with it almost angelical and I'll be in the chair all day so I will be fine." I told him. "I'll be a little angel today, I promise."

Andres took me inside the school by the door was waiting Ian, he had some blue jeans and a plaid blue shirt, I had never liked guys with plaid shirts but Ian made them look good.

Like really good, he looked hot.

Was this room getting hotter or was it me?

As we got closer Ian smiled at us, it was great that after his birthday party we were friends back again.

"You look beautiful Alex, like an angel." Ian said as we got closer.

I was about to thank him when Andres gave a scoff.

"Alex an angel how could she be one, come on dude, she's like the devil in person. I actually think my real sister was trade for Rosemary's baby." Andres said.

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