Melted

Brother

Date: September 7, 2015

Hour: 6:50am

Writer: Axel Temp

First day of school... again. You make everything to skip it. You beg, you PLEAD, just to have ten more delicious minutes in bed. It's even more hard to convince an adult(more specific, MY family) that school is pure junk. They teach you THE SAME GARBAGE EVERY YEAR. The day George Washington and hypotenuse save my life, I'm going to thank school. I'm just the type of guy that remembers the amount of friend he's going to make(and a large amount of them female) and my hopes get high for this new school year.

Every single year is the same boring routine. New school. New friends. New teachers. Everything's new. It's an interesting life for us. Us I mean my cranky sister and me. We make the right choice in a last minute situation and we get rewarded like this. We have to make new friends in a new school for all of it crumble in pieces in a year. Then the next September everything begins again. What a life. Hidden in the shadows of the people we knew, know, or will know.

It's complicated.

My name is Axel Abel Temp. My age. Hmm... I'll put it between extreme and hardcore. I'll write it down later, when I make my calculation... Not that I'm into math. I just like to keep things, in a weird way, organized.

About my physical features... I'm so hot, you can go on fire just looking at me... And I'm not exaggerating. I'm self-confident and all, but there is more to this story. And you will know later why I say it. I mean, just look at me!

× Black hair cut to my ears, a little longer actually.

× Blue eyes, like your nearest sea

× Pale, but not like my sister. I do blush now and then

× Almost six feet(just by two inches!)

× I'm well-constructed, not perfectly, but I have a base

× Charming with the ladies

× I know how to defend my sis

I'm going to admit she does a better job than me, but I try to be the most overprotective brother in the world. If somebody tries to rob me while I'm with Alice (my sister), I'll kick the sense out of him. There are many people out there trying to do harm, so we do our best to stay safe... from the government, most likely.

There were better days for us, when we didn't have to "hide" from society... and the government (those guys don't give up easily...).

Alice has some serious issues because of... this. She has feelings sunk deep in her heart with this never-ending problem.

If you know her (which you probably do, because she's always a step ahead of me), she's always avoiding direct feelings. "What teenager doesn't?" you can say, but her defenses are higher than you think. She tries to be calm, control her surroundings, to not care about anybody. She's cold with everybody she knows.

But I'm the only one that knows the truth. She HATES being that way, but it's the only way she knows that she can't get harm... or those around her.

She has some... let me say things, because I don't want to be specific, that makes her have temperament problems. A Temp with temperament is a classic, but Alice has serious problems. She tries to be serene and disconnected from the world. She builds walls behind her violin, but even the feelings you could feel by her songs are long gone. She is so far away behind her gigantic walls, that she hides her awesome personality behind solid ice...

I really miss my old sis...

I never have told her, but I think that somehow she knows it. Sometimes I can see glimpses of the real her, when she genuinely smiles with one of my stupid jokes, but she goes back to reality. I know (or hope) that one day that incredible, fun, humorous, sweet, musical girl is going to rise up to the surface...

-"Alice! Axel! Breakfast is ready!"

... I'll keep writing later. Maybe Madeline's idea of writing our thoughts in our laptops wasn't bad...

I got up and closed the laptop with a snap. I look at myself at the mirror and comb my hair with my hand. Looking good Axel...

I got out of my room and walk on the halls of our mansion. I hope we have French toast because I don't want my sister to be on her worst side. She can get real scary if she doesn't have her daily ration of frenchies.

Another day I'll write about the big problem Alice and me suffer. It's not that complicated. Is just real hard to swallow, because it's supposed to be impossible.

Alice and me... we are immortals.