"Hey! I'm not done talking, Jason! Get back here!" I said.
"Yes, we ARE done talking! I don't have to do anything you say! I never liked you! I just used you so I can get to know Kyla better. My eyes were never meant for you, so stop dreaming!" He turned and left, leaving me sitting on the floor, watching him leave. I should've know he was gonna do that. I saw him make out with my best friend, who's now my ex best friend.
I sighed and took out my phone. There's no use crying over a douchebag anyway. I called my bestest friend, whom I know, is the only one I could trust. He answered on the second ring. "What's up, twin? You're calling early. Want me to pick you up at the mall now? Is Ashley gonna be there too? I hope not." He continued to babble, but then he noticed I was quiet. "It's over isn't it?"
"Yeah.." I murmurred.
"Alright. You at the park?" he asked.
"I love it when you always know where to find me." I said, half smiling.
"Of course! I'm your twin! We have that wierd mind telepathy connection or whatever you call it. I'll be there in five. Stay where you are. I'll find you." And with that, he hang up.
Me and Aaron aren't really twins. We just call each other twins for fun. We do have tons of similarities when it comes to personalities, but appearance, there's none. Sure, there might be a similarity on our eyes , but other than that, there's none. I had blonde hair while he had brown. I have a lighter skin tone than him. He was a little tan. He knew me from the back of his hand and the same goes for me. We've been together ever since we were born.
I heard the sound of car engine and the slam of the car door. I stood up and I saw Aaron making his way to me. He opened his arms and I ran straight to them. "You alright twin?"
"I'll survive. I've experienced more than one of this stupid break ups than you have." I said.
"Touché, twin.. Touché." he said, chuckling. "Let's go?"
"Yeah. Can we stop by somewhere to eat? I'm starved." I said, accompanied by a rumble in my stomach.
Aaron laughed, his laugh echoing through the empty park. "Sounds like it, twin. What do you wanna eat?"
"Uhm... PIZZA!!" I said, feeling like a little kid.
"Pizza it is then." And with that, he led me to his car.
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As I was feeding Aaron another round of pizza while he was driving, our favorite song came on. We looked at each other as the singer started to sing. We grinned and immediately started singing. Aaron and I were serious when it comes to music. Both our parents were good singers, though they're not popular. But me and Aaron share the same dream, and that's being singers.
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without.
I just need you now.
As the song draw to an end, we came closer to my house. I told Aaron to stay over for the night, since tomorrow was Sunday. I barged into our kitchen door, making mom and dad jump. I laughed. "Sorry."
"Hey, A! You staying over for the night?" mom asked.
"Yeah, if that's ok with you." he said.
"It's more than okay for us, buddy. You up for some football madness?" my dad asked.
"NO! We're gonna watch movie, so you can't steal twin away from me!" I said, sticking a tongue out like a little kid.
"Sorry, Dad. Ms. Bratty Thompson is gonna throw a fit if I don't watch with her. Maybe some other time though." Aaron said. He refers to my parents as his parents and I do the same with his since we're twins.
"Hey! I am NOT a brat! I just feel simply special!" I said, crossing my arms in front of me, and pouted.
"Yeah.. Special ed." Before I could pull all his hair out, he ran to my room. But before he did, he said, "Night, Mom and Dad!"
"Night sweetie! Don't break anything! And you better find a good hiding spot cus she has a murderous look on her face!" my mom said.
I kissed them my parents on their cheeks and said, "Night. I can't promise that renovations won't be needed tomorrow."
I followed twin in the room. He wasn't there. I grinned and made my way to his secret hiding place that I discovered a long, long time ago. He always hides there when we're playing hide and seek.
"How the hell did you find me so fast?! This was the best hiding spot I could think of! OUCH!" he cried out in pain as I dragged him in front of my T.V. by his ears.
"And that's what you get from calling me a brat." I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Well you are!" he said, massaging his ears, which turned bright red.
"Oh yeah? You asked for it, woman!" I took the pillow on my bed and swung it right at Aaron's face. It hit him square in the jaw. He looked at me as he grabbed a pillow from my bed. He looked like he was so hungry he could it anything he sees. I squeaked and jumped to my feet, running around the room like a madwoman, Aaron right behind me. He threw the pillow just as I was nearing my bed. It hit me in the back of my head, making me trip over my own feet, and fell face first on my matress. And then Aaron squished me with his weight on my back. Finally freeing me after some convincing that never worked, I thought I could finally have my peace, but then he started tickling me. I screamed and ran straight to my door. I swung it open, only to bump into a solid wall of muscle. The guy's arm shot up to steady me. I looked up at his eyes, which were the color of chocolate. It instantly felt like I was in some sort of spell, like I was being trapped inside those beautiful eyes. And that's when Aaron chose to break the silence. "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm Nathan, but you can call me Nate. Me and my sister moved from Seattle to here, and my parents and her parents," he gestured to me, " are best friends so we're here for a visit. Mrs. Thompson told me to go here and introduce myself to you guys."
"Oh. Uhm.. Well hi then." I said stupidly.
"Hello. You must be Arianna. Nice to meet you." He extended his arm and I gladly took it. My hands looked so tiny in his hands. Warmth enveloped me as soon as we touched and it felt like elctricity was running through me, I could have been easily mistaken for an electricity post.
"Well nice to meet you, bro. Sorry for being rude but I'm just not used to having a guy around the Thompson household besides myself and Dad." Aaron said.
"Dad?" Nate said, looking confused. He looked at me, then at Aaron, and then back at me.
"He calls my dad his dad cus we're practically twins. We call each other twins though we're not a bit related to each other. We're very inseperable and we think alike almost always, so yeah."
"Ohh." He looked a bit disappointed but I don't know why.
"Kids! Who wants some midnight snacks?" My mom called from downstairs.
Me and Aaron looked at each other and practically flew towards the kitchen, leaving a shocked but nonetheless amused, Nate.
