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Chapter 1.
Jack’s P.O.V.
“It’s stuffy in here! When can we get off?!”
“Soon Blue,” I replied to my impatient, “almost” identical twin brother,“ The schedule says they’ll stop for a little longer up here for bathroom breaks.
“Fine bro, Can you at least hurry up and finish the chapter! That book is our only escape from death by boredom!”
I adjusted my Yankees cap to block the sun that was streaming in through the window, in an attempt to blind me,”Maybe if you didn’t keep continuously interrupting me, I might be done sooner.” I spoke slowly to him with a fake smile on my face you would usually see a teacher wear. Just to annoy my younger brother, I kept this face for a couple seconds.
He stared back with annoyed look,”Fine,” He said loudly,” Hurry your butt up then! I’m at a really intense part and the suspense is killing me!!” His hand went up to his light brown hair and pretend to pull it out.
“What? are you at the part wene they're all fighting?”
“WHAT!!?” He shouted, earning us a few angry glances from the sleepy passengers. He noticed this but lowered his voice only slightly,”How could you tell me that?” His wide blue eyes boring into my green ones.(A/N:They’re Identical except for their eyes)
I let out a small half smile and looked back at the book, though I didn’t concentrate on the pages. My mind wondered towards our progress-well, I’m not sure you’d call it progress. we’d left home successfully, and Dad probably didn’t care enough to call in that we were missing. The one who would was gone now. We had plenty of money. about $220. The one who gave us the money really looked out for us. But yeah. Still gone.
Yeah, I’m sorry, I’ll stop with the sob story. I switched my thoughts to something less painful. My brother Zack. Yeah, Jack and Zack. We had creative parents. So one day, me any my brother decided that our names sounded a little too alike, so we now call each other by our nicknames. Jay and Blue. I bet you can figure out who’s who.
Being the older twin, It had been my job to look out for both of us. Ok, by only by 2 minutes and 3 seconds, but I’ve always been more mature too. Blue’s ten year old brain isn’t ready for the responsibility of a 14 year old. He was always happy as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Even after what had happened back there, he still acted as if he had the best life in the world. Yes, He needed something to help him here and there like now. He was getting fidgety, crossing his legs, then moving to indian stye a couple seconds later, while his hands rummaged through his hair, twirling it and pulling out knots.You could tell he was about to jump out of the hot, stuffy Greyhound. He probably had some type of Hyperactivity thing, but no one ever let us test him.
I decided to just let him have the book now. I wasn’t into it anyway. It had too much romance for my taste. Blue on the other had was a total girl when it came to this. He smiled like a lunetic when people kissed and got teary-eyed during chick-flicks. My brother was not afraid to show his feminie side. I dog-eared the page I was on and through it on his lap,” Here bro, but don’t cry when you get to the part when Hank dies.” I teased.
Zack’s head wiped up and gave me the complete death glare. He looked like he was about to throw me out the window! My brother has a bad issue with Spoilers which I take to my advantage.
“How. Could. You. Tell. Me. That.” He spoke slowly as if trying not to punch me. I gave him a smirk.
My brother continued his death glare, Complete with dark eyes, head pointed down, a death grip on the book, and a scrunched up face. This face would be a warning to plenty of people. It gave them a sort of “get-lost-this-second-or-you-will-have-a-painful-death” sort of feeling. But not me. I knew if there was any chance he could save the life of a fly he would take it!
“Do you not know the meaning of the phrase “Wait and see?”” he growled.
My smirk was gone, replaced with a glare of my own,“ Just read the dang book.”
He grunted and said quietly,”Fine,” In an angry tone and looked down at the book. Though, a few seconds later we met each other’s eyes and grinned.
*Time Skip*
Zack’s P.O.V.
I woke up with the sun streaming softly through the window. we’d been driving all night so the sun was right on the horizon. I placed my hand between my face and the cold window as to block out most of it.
“hey,” I heard me brother whispered to me,” good timing, we stopped at a rest stop. You gotta go?”
“Nah,” I mumbled, lacking the energy needed to utter a full sentence.
“Fine, but know that there’s gum ball machine that will give you some if you come!”
The sentence worked its way into my sleepy brain slowly. Once I Understood what Jay had said, I gave some sort of snort and said,”i’mawake!” I sat up really quick,”Ow,” I groaned, suddenly realizing how bad my back her after sleeping in the seat. I popped my back and neck a couple times giving me some relief as I speed walked of the bus, with Jay hot on my tail.
We passed the driver who gave us a funny look, but looked back at his newspaper a second later. The rest stop was one you’d see every time you drove on the high way. With the light brown roof, tannish bricks, a couple newspaper bins, turn-the-knob-for-a-quarter things(Which was my first stop), and a couple picnic tables scattered around.
“Here, Bro,” I turned around to see Jay holding out 3 quarters.
“Thanks!” I then ran inside to the gum ball machine. Yes, I have an obsession with gum. I’m sure Jay told you about me being so hyper all the time. Sadly, he wasn’t lying. But we have discovered if one part of my body is moving, I can usually keep the rest pretty calm. So, If i’m chewing on a pice of gum, I can be quiet and not such an annoyance.
“ok,” I murmured to myself,”Put the quarter in, turn the knob and... VWALA!” I laughed quietly at myself as the green ball of gum rolled into my hand. These were the small kind, so I repeated these steps two more times,earning myself a blue(YAY!) and a red. When i was done, I looked for Jay, but he had disappeared into the bathroom. I put two in my jeans pocket and started chomping on the blue one.
“Blue,” Jay was out,” We’re gonna miss the bus if you don’t go now.” He shoved me towards the door
“Sheesh! Ok, I’m going!”
*Couple Minutes later*
As we walked back to the bus, I brought up the question I had been wanting to ask for some time,“Hey, bro, where are we going?”
“I figured we’d get of at the farthest from there this oven with wheels could take us,” Jay answered.
“And where’s that?” I asked, still chomping on my gum
“We passed the Missouri/Iowa border a couple miles back while you were sleeping, so it should be about an hour. It’s one of the smaller towns called Greenfeild, Iowa.” we slowed our pace to get up the steps of the bus and found our seats.
“ok. Thanks,” I was quiet for a second but then I asked,” Can I have the book now?” since he had taken it back once I fell asleep.
He looked at me and gave me a grin,”Sure man. I don’t even like it that much. I mean, How can you read something with that much “lovey-dovey” in it?!”
“Hah! Just wait till you meet that special girl!” I said to him.
“Like you know anything about that!”
“I do,” I slowly took the book from under the seat and opened it quietly as the bus puttered back to life and left the driveway,” I can see it sometimes. Like at the park and stuff.”
“Well, your a lot more observitive than me.”
