Chapter 33 Yes, You Have To Go To School

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I myself hate school, but then how would I see my friends? Or write stories for you guys? I would be so screwed without my friends and you guys. "I don't like my family... I think I'm on their bad side..."

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But I don't want to go...

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~ Chapter 33 Yes, You Have To Go To School ~

Emilee's (POV) Evangeline's twin

"Your going to this school. You have to gain the werewolf and his sister's trust. Knowing that they're so close to the vampires." My mother said to me and my twin sister Evangeline.

"But mummy!!" Evangeline said complaining "We know what college people don't even know yet."

"No buts. Your going into kindergarten if you like it or not my little angels." Jane my mother said

"Hey, what's wrong?" My father named Ragnarok asked us. I puppy dog eyed him

"Mummy is making her college minded babies go to kindergarten. Can't we just start in college? It would blow some peoples minds seeing a 5 year old understanding what they don't even understand yet." I silently said as I looked at the ground

"No daddy... Its about this boy I kissed." Evangeline cut in smiling wickedly and dreamily

She's been practicing it for a while. Getting ready to play this game, this funny trick on our parents.

"Jane? When did that happen?" Ragnarok asked scared "My babies are growing up... And kissing boys. Can you carefully explain why?" He said asking Evangeline

Evangeline started laughing "Daddy it never happened. But it will happen... One day." She said giggling and ran to our room.

Ya, we share a room. Forced to because we're twins.

My father came up to me and put his hands in my straight black hair. Unlike my sister's she has curly hair. My father calls my hair special, because all angels have curly, tanged, messy hair. My sister got blond hair. We do not look like twins, except for our eyes, our personalities, and how we react to things. Then how our skin glows in the sun. Sorry, humans can only see it a little bit, but they think its something else. Oh, and then we have wings. We go flying once a week with our parents. White, silver, baby pink, and baby blue run in the family. I have the white ones, my sister has the baby blue, my father has the silver, and my mother has the baby pink ones.

"You get your hair from me. I have straight hair, but the black is from your mother." My father once said I thought he was going to say it again

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