Eccedentesiast || l.r.h.

Chapter 3 - Back again

-Luke's POV-
"Arzaylea," I turned back to see Luke calling Arzaylea by her name with gritted teeth of disgust. "What the fuck are you doing here," Woah, I've never heard her swear before. Well sure she said things like damn, dammit and heck but that was nothing compared to shit, bitch and fuck. "This is my school too Azalea," The other girl turned and holy shit it was actually Arzaylea. "Doesn't seem like it for the past few weeks," Luke replied. "Oh you never let me have any fun," Arzaylea complained.

Arzaylea then stood up and walked over to Luke. She, Arzaylea seemed a little taller. Probably because she was wearing heels and Luke was wearing combat boots. Now that they were standing face to face, I'd say they were looking at themselves. Identical. I didn't notice it at first because Luke had straight hair and looked completely different and now, her hair started to form locks of waves.

"Are you guys-" Started Ashton but Luke cut him off. "Sisters? Yeah, Twins. Fraternal," she said still locking eyes with her sister. They're sisters? Well this is great! I thought. It was because I had a crush on Arzaylea. When we hung out, nerves started to take over and we barely talked. Now that I was kind of close to her sister, I might have a possible way into Arzaylea's life.

-Luke/Azalea's POV-
"Who are your little friends? Oh I remember you guys!" Arzaylea said with full of mocking recognition. "Well, glad to see you again!" She said and hugged all three of them, Luke, Calum and Ashton. Such charm my sister has. "Where's-" Before she could finish, I asked, "Where's Michael?" "Wasn't he supposed to be with you?" Luke answered with slight irritation in his voice. Well what the fuck was his problem now? I swear to god this boy had mood swings that swung harder than ten girls who were on their period stuck in the same room. "Well he clearly isn't Luke," I gritted my teeth. "Who knows he might be stuck up your ass," he mumbled. I'm pretty sure he meant mumbled it to himself but unfortunately I caught what he said.

"What in the world is your goddamn problem?" I raised my voice. "Nothing," he huffed. I stared daggers at him. Seriously, I was done with his never-ending bullshit. "Whatever," I rolled my eyes.

I turned my attention back to Arzaylea. She was eyeing Calum. I groaned. She bit her lip and smirked at him. I groaned again. Calum grinned back. I rolled my eyes although no one was watching me. What a fucking flirt. Then footsteps became audible to my ears. Michael stepped in the room. "Whoa! You're back," he shouted by accident. I laughed at his reaction after shock.

"Yeah, I'm back," Arzaylea sighed, "And I guess I'm leaving." I gave her a look that said, You better be. "See ya at home sis," she said before she left the room. Not looking forward to it. And why was she suddenly making it obvious I'm her sister? I didn't know what she was up to but I don't like it. Gave me a reason to stay away from her. Which means staying away from home. I usually go to Mikey's house whenever I'm not seen at my house. We all do, the boys and I.

His house is the perfect hangout where you can do anything, and when I say anything, I mean anything. He has this space in his housing area which Calum liked to call a 'granny flat'. His parents also didn't mind us over anytime, and when I say anything, I mean anytime. There was once when I couldn't sleep at literally 2 o'clock in the morning and had to ring Mikey up for a drive to his house. I ended up falling right asleep on his couch in his granny flat. I got scolded by my parents the following morning.

Yeah, Mikey can drive. He's 17 and he's got his driver's license. Meanwhile, Calum, Luke and I are 16 year olds. Ashton's 18, he'd be graduating soon. Anyway, what was Arzaylea doing back? When she comes back occasionally, she usually comes back in the middle of the night, and she'd always sneak past us all.

It was weird receiving her presence back. I didn't like it. I enjoyed my time fully without her around. And now she's back and I feel like she's got something up her sleeve.