Polar Opposites *Under Editing* [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1 *Edited*

3rd P.O.V. 

Jace and Naomi were the happiest couple alive, they had a little 3 year old named Aiden, and two more on the way! Naomi was really happy and couldn't wait to have the babies! But Jace, on the other hand, was really nervous, he never thought he would become a father of twins, I mean, he already had little Aiden, but TWO more on the way... he thought he might have a heart attack! But all that changed when the time came for the twins to be delivered. 

~~ 9 Months Later ~~

Jace was really worried, five hours had passed and there was still no news on how Naomi and the babies were doing. Until the doctor came, "Jace Evans? Is there a Mr. Jace Evans in here?" Called out the doctor. Jace raised his hand, "Here!" "Well hello Mr. Evans, can you come with me please?" Asked the doctor. "Of course!" Jace followed the doctor through a hallway and then into a little room were Naomi laid with two bundles of joy in each hand. Jace walked over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "We did it honey." Said Naomi. Jace gave her a quick hug and asked her if he could hold one of the babies. She handed him the one she had on her right hand. "She's adorable." Jace stroked the little angel's face. "What are we going to name them?" "Well, I was thinking on calling this little one right here, Jade Raven Evans." She lifted up the little infant she held in her hands, "And I was thinking on calling the other little one, Brooklyn Sky Evans." She motioned for Jace to give her little Brooklyn. "They're perfect names honey." Jace leaned in and gave Naomi a quick kiss on the lips and put his forehead on hers. Little Aiden burst in through the hospital room door and started screaming that he wanted to meet his new baby sisters. Jace smiled and picked him up and showed him little Brooklyn and Jade. After all that fun, they all went home with their new little bundles of joy.

~~ 15 Years Later ~~

 Jade's P.O.V

"Jade, Brooklyn, and Aiden! Come down for dinner, I'm not going to repeat myself!" My mom called for us to go downstairs for dinner. But to be honest I wasn't really hungry. I looked over at my twin sister, Brooklyn, to ask her if she was hungry. "Hey, Brook, you hungry?" She was looking out the window, bored as usual. "Huh? Oh no not really, but I guess we have no choice on skipping dinner today." She said while heading to the staircase leading down to the kitchen. "Ugh, you're such a goody - two - shoes aren't you?" I said teasingly crossing my arms over my chest. "Come on Brook, it would't hurt to skip dinner this once, right?"  I said while making puppy dog eyes. She looked at me with this glare saying, 'You know I would never do that.'  I groaned, "Ugh fine, you go but I'm not leaving this room, I never liked mom's cooking anyways, and you know that when I want something I get it." I turned my back at her. "Fine, you're lucky I'm not a snitch! Have fun being here by yourself." She walked out the door and closed it. For real, I sometimes hate it when she doesn't listen to me. Mom always thought I was the angel and Brook... well... my mom thought she was the one causing all the trouble. But to tell you the truth it was the whole way around, Brooklyn was actually the good one and me, I'm the "evil" one, as people put it. I don't really think I'm that bad. I mean, what could happen?"

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