Missing A Twin

Chapter 1 : Roommates and Warblers

A/N : Sorry for the wait on this book. I will explain sometime later... Also, I have a new book up, like I said I'd have, and it's a book about me. It's basically my story, my life, and what I've been through. It's things I've learned, mistakes I've made, and stories I have to tell that might help others going through the same thing. So if you want, you can check it out. It's just called My Story.

Chapter 1

Middle of the night...

Rocky POV

I woke up, hearing someone crying. And it sounded a lot like Riker.

I quietly walked down the hall in the dark, feeling my way since I couldn't see. I slowly opened Riker's door, and went in.

"Riker? What's wrong?" I asked, still half asleep.

"I can't sleep... I miss Jeff..."

"You can't sleep?"

"I'm not used to sleeping alone. I've slept with a roommate my whole life. It's too quiet, and I miss him!"

I sat down next to my big brother, and put my arm around him.

"Do you want me to be your roommate again?"

"Would you?"

"Yeah, of course!"

"Thanks, Rocky..."

I got under the covers in the empty bed.

"Night, Riker."

"Goodnight..."

Morning...

Riker POV

I was having a miserably morning without Jeff. He might stress me out sometimes and make my life difficult, but I would rather have that, than have nothing at all.

"Riker. Hello? Earth to Riker!"

I looked up. Rydel was staring at me.

"Huh?"

"You ok? You haven't touched your breakfast."

"I miss him..." I said, quietly.

"I know. It'll get easier though."

I sighed, and stabbed my pancake. I really wasn't that hungry though.

Jeff POV

I was having breakfast with Nick. Some of the Warblers were sitting with us, like David and Trent. They were excited that I was back, and actually here to stay. I was happy too, but I sort of missed Riker... A lot...

After breakfast, Nick had to go to Warbler practice. I wasn't really supposed to go with him, but everyone said they wanted me there because I'm their friend.

I watched them rehearse some of their songs. They were seriously amazing.

Finally, they were finished.

"Jeff, you should try out for the Warblers," Nick said, sitting down next to me.

"Me? I can't sing."

"Have you ever tried?"

"Not really..."

Nick and I walked back to our room.

"Sing something," Nick said, shutting the door.

"What? No!"

"Yes. Come on. Sing something. Anything."