UNCOMMON

Chapter 1

There are 7.7 billion people in this world. Every day we people lose someone and those who are lost are also replaced. Death equals to life; old equals to new; decrease is to an increase, sometimes things need to disappear in order for others to surface and appear. We cry, regret, mourn but after all of that we tend to forget. Which is okay, that just goes to show that we are all human. We must forget in order to move on, they say, to continue living our lives. But of all the losses we must forget, there is one thing we must consciously remember...OURSELVES.

"Allie! Are you seriously going to stay up all night?!" Annabeth scolds me for the millionth time tonight for writing my lit paper assignment; so much for promising to go to the same uni and be supportive. I never actually agreed to go to NYU at first, it wasn't even on my mind, because of course, I never really had a say in anything in my life, it would either be my Mum's or my Dad's' after much fuss and arguments of course (possibly on of the causes of their separation); they would eventually come to an agreement. Because Annabeth, my twin sister, who pretty much decides for her life, (she even has her own apartment back in Australia) made it her life-long goal and mission to reunite the two of us. She just popped out of nowhere and suggested that we both go to NYU for uni. Like always, our parents thought it was a good idea, in other words, they want us out of their lives as soon as possible. So, they shipped us to New York, we shared a dorm and to our parent's request, we both took it upon ourselves to take to majors, one in the arts and one in the sciences and maths. I decided on lit and medicine while Annie, arts and psychology. At first I was conflicted about the idea of moving to the other side of the world but due to some incident(I would very much like to forget) I was on the next flight to New York, just like that.

"Because if you are I don't want to." she continues her yammering, earning an eye roll from me.

"Well, if you want me to fail this semester, you might as well think twice."

"Ugh! C'mon Allie, your assignment isn't due anytime soon! You know that, and I know that. Get some shut eye so I can get my beauty sleep." rolling her eyes at me on full dramatics.

"Stop being so dramatic Annie! I never complained about your creativeness when you got paint all over my side of the room!" I backfired with a smug smirk on my face. She sighs and finally gives up, earning a victorious grin from me.

"What is it about anyway, you seem to always carry your laptop and typing on it like crazy." she asks.

"It will be our final assignment and I want it to be perfect."

"Hello... I asked what it is about. Not why you want to do it." It was her turn to smirk at me.

"Loss."

"That doesn't seem interesting at all."

"That's why the professor wanted us to put our own take on it. Since loss isn't just death or things that can't be found. I don't know why I'm so immersed on the topic, yet I find it hard to understand as well."

"It's because you're over analyzing things, your brain is working double time in order to fit your standards and it exerts you. Because, one, you're a perfectionist, two, you're indecisive and three you are deprived of rest." There's Annie for you, always working her psychology magic.

"You know what? Fine! I'll sleep." I finally gave in, turning my lamp off, putting my things away and climbed in to bed.

"Finally! The Brit sleeps!"

"You're one to talk; the Aussie finally sleeps in her dorm not in a random house." I scoff and counter her with her own words. A faint giggle comes through the dark, "Shut up Allie! I hate you."