Strolson Twins

Chapter XX (Sleepover at Lexi's)

Asher's POV

Alex landed in the slushy snow with a splash, and was still. I looked at the girls that were watching him, and they turned to me.

"Truce?" I tried. Don't judge; I was outnumbered.

"Ha ha," Lexi cackled. "You wish."

The two exchanged looks. In sync, they faced me again, smirks on their faces. I gulped, nervous now. The wind combined with the smirk was freaky.

"Right now, I kinda do wish," I said.

Their smirk turned to full-on smiles as Yuliet turned and knocked on the glass of the rear window of the truck. Ashley looked in the mirror to see the signs Yuliet signed with her hands, and curtly nodded, adjusting the gear with the clutch. Yuliet and Lexi gripped the sides of the truck suddenly, as Ashley slammed on the gas.

With the sudden burst of speed, I flew out of the bed of the truck, luckily landing in a cold puddle of water. The slushy snow soaked me to the bones as soon as I hit it, and I was paralyzed for a minute, processing what just happened. After I had processed the recent past, I sat up and fished in my pockets for my phone.

Pulling it out, I once again mentally thanked Alex for seeing those waterproof cases and insisting I bought one for myself. Jeez, responsible people are so prepared for everything...

"Asher!" Alex's voice penetrated my thoughts.

Turning to my right, I saw Alex, soaking wet also, walking to me. I stood up and shook my body, painfully reminding myself of Dutch. Then a distant rumble rung from behind me, causing Alex and I to turn towards the sound. An old pickup was speeding towards us, and I had a rising suspicion that I knew who it was.

"Get in," Ashley demanded simply when they pulled up.

"Why?" I asked coldly, narrowing my eyes. "So you can throw us out again?"

"No," Lexi caught my attention. "Yuliet suddenly decided to be nice and command for Ashley to go back and get you guys."

"It's chilly out and they're soaking wet," Yuliet spoke up, appearing next to Lexi. "I just don't wanna be blamed if they all get pneumonia."

"That brings back memories," Ashley breathed, taking on a faraway look.

"Yeah, it does, don't it," Lexi sighed, mirroring Ashley's expression.

"That was not my fault, by the way. You guys made me drive!" Yuliet said in her apparent defense.

Rolling my eyes, I put my foot on the tire and pushed myself up. Alex walked around to the back, and used the bumper to hoist himself up and over the tailgate. Once inside, Ashley stepped on the gas and sped us forward.

"Why did you and Ashley switch spots earlier?" I asked Yuliet.

"Long story," she sighed.

"I have time."

"In that case, it relates to the whole 'memories' thing from a minute ago. In eighth grade, there was a Spirit Week in school. Theme day was a day where groups of students chose a theme and dressed up in that theme. Four of us did injuries. Our story was that one day I caught what we had originally thought was a minor cold. I was going to drive us up to Fargo to see her father.

"Halfway there, Lexi diagnosed me with pneumonia," she rolled her eyes, "and insisted on her to drive. I refused, and in our argument, I hit the gas to hard and hit a minivan. Then I smashed into a semi, and rolled us into a lake. In conclusion, I crashed us with pneumonia, causing Ashley to sprain her neck, Lexi to get a concussion, Breanna to break her tibia and fibula, and I got a few bruises.