We found a restaurant called 'V Fresh' (lol that's a bubblegum), why it's called 'V Fresh'? I'm yet to find out. it sounds 'fishy' if you ask me..
We picked a table in the far corner, a little bit away from peering eyes of the public. Because let's face it, no one wants to be seen eating like there's no tomorrow or is it just me?
Anyways, a waiter arrived at our table who looked like Jack Frost and if you know me, then you must already know how much I'm a sucker for Jack Frost or Elsa, or Anna even Pocahontas, or any animated movie for that matter.
"Is your name by any chance, Jack?" I asked, looking up at the waiter who stood in front of our table looking like a typical waiter in white button up, black pants, and a notepad and ballpen.
"Uhh.." The waiter trailed off while writing something on his notepad and I heard Ethan chuckle.
"Nice observation." Ethan whispered, pointing slyly at the name tag which clearly says 'Jack', "But he's not a guardian, nor is he friends with Santa and the tooth fairy." Ethan added.
"You forgot about the Easter bunny and sandy." I frowned at Ethan.
"Pardon." He chuckled again. I turned to look at the waiter again, the exact replica of Jack Frost with dyed grayish-white hair, pale skin and striking pale blue eyes, all he needs is a blue hoodie and a long stick and he could've fooled me.
"Is there anything you want?" Gray asked as he pointed at the menu in front of me.
Well, it turns out 'veggy' instead of 'fishy', because everything in this menu is vegetables, vegetables, vegetables and fruits.
"Everything here is so healthy.." I muttered and I heard the twins laugh, atleast Gray is nice enough to cover his laugh unlike Ethan who is guffawing in laughter beside me.
"We can eat somewhere else if you like?" Gray asked politely.
"Nah, we can eat healthy once in a while." Ethan answered as he looked at the menu and avoided my glare, "Oh look! they have mashed potato here." Instantly my ears perked up.
"Mashed potato it is."
I ended up ordering, of course, mashed potato and a side salad, which consist of chopped carrots with green peas and sweet corns. Not that I'm on a diet or something but, I don't think I can handle eating a vegan nugget. Just the thought make me shiver in disgust, who the hell eats vegan nugget? Clearly not me. That is like treachery, a shame to all nugget-kind.
Gray also ordered cookies for dessert and pistachio ice cream. Cookies made up of oats and raisins. One look at Ethan's face, I can tell it's not an ideal cookie or a cookie to begin with, but be continued eating it nonetheless.
"So.. are you going to enroll in our school?" I asked Gray.
"Yeah."
"So you're going to live with us?"
"Yup." He answered again, popping the 'p'.
"We didn't talk about this." Ethan deadpanned.
"Well, too bad. I've already talked about 'this' with dad." Gray answered, not faced by Ethan's glare.
"Well, I don't care. Because you're not staying in my house." Ethan said, a little louder, still glaring at Gray. I can tell that he's loosing his patience -or if he has any- and will soon jump at his twin.
"Clearly, that's not your house. It's dad's." Gray said, still looking calm while eating his ice cream. Twins or not, they're definitely opposites. One look and you can tell that among the two, Gray is the calm, collected, laid back and carefree. As for Ethan, He is the serious, kinda mean, more outgoing and rebellious twin. Ethan can be laid back, calm and collected as well but I think he find it hard to do that in front of people, he's more of a 'I-don't-take-any-shit-from-anyone' type of person in front of a crowd, which made him look mean, rude and scary.
"I'm the one living in it, so I decide who will stay there!" This time Ethan's voice grew louder than before, attracting some audience.
"It's not up for debate, brother. I've already asked dad." Gray sighed, looking up at Ethan, "So I'm staying there." He added with a little conviction. Ethan stood up and slammed his hands down the table before leaving. Knowing him, he might throw a temper and hit someone on his way, so I followed after him.
I excused myself to Gray, who looked forlorn and said he was sorry. After assuring him that it will be fine, I stood up and exited the restaurant to look for a seething Ethan. I rounded a couple shops until I found him seated in front of a churro stand.
I walked past -behind, so he wouldn't see me- him and ordered some churro and shake before sitting in front of him.
"Now, This is what you call dessert." I said enthusiastically, pushing the other box of churros and strawberry shake in front of him.
"I know what you're gonna say, that what I did was mean and I should say sorry because he's my brother and I shouldn't fight with him--"
"Actually, I'm just gonna ask you how're we gonna get home, 'cause Gray is probably on his way home now and he's our ride." Okay, maybe I lied a little, I was actually gonna ask him what's the deal with Gray staying in his house.. but, oh well.
Ethan stood up and leant forward, taking a hold of my chin to tilt it upwards and pecked me on the lips once and moved to land a soft kiss on my forehead, which left me breathless for some unknown reason, before sitting back down on his chair with a small smile.
I sat there dumbfounded, with my head still tilted upward. Still processing what happened. I know we've kissed a couple of times, more like, he have kissed me multiple times before-
And you responded.
Shut up brain.
But that kiss, that kiss was something different. It was soft and... I don't know, innocent?
I snapped out of my thoughts when an arm appeared in front of me, an arm that is connected to a hand, and that hand that is connected to the arm is inside 'my' box of churros.
"Hey!" I glared at Ethan in which he return with a big grin. He took out a churro and dip it into the chocolate syrup before biting onto it, not looking away from me and still wearing that big innocent grin of his.
"I thought it doesn't taste the same." Making up a pathetic excuse, in which I rolled my eyes at, but can't help the small smile.
"You always steal my food."
"Only your food?" Ethan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes..." I trailed off unsure.
"Okay, next time it's not only your food I will steal."
