Hear Me Through My Silence

Chapter 8

OKay, first of all....WOW! So many reads! Uh, well...for me. Pic on the right is Rosa, she would wear something a bit different, but it was the closest i could get...

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"Here, catch!' my brother said before throwing a maroon peice of fabric towards me. As I unfolded it I reconized it as his hoodie. 

'What do I nees this for?' I sighed, holding the cotton out infrount of me, as if it were the grossest thing I had ever touched.

"Um, well...that guy probly goes to our school..and yeah."

'How am I going to disguise myself with a hoodie?'

"I'm a lot bigger than you, it should cover most of your face." he replied, shruging his sholders "and put these on." he said, tossing me another bundle of fabric "the florals stick out to much."

I headed to the bathroom to pull on the clothing he had given me. It was a pair of leggings, the darkest thing I owened and a with white tank-top. I hated pants, I felt to confined, but luckily these gave me space to move and breathe in, but also the hoodie covered my butt, so I wouldn't be showing to much with these skin tight leggings.  The shirt was to lowcut for my liking, but the hoodie took care of that too. I examined the maroon fabric of the sweatshirt, it was the lightest and most colorful thing my brother owned, and I decided it would be the inly thing I would wear of his.

I was NOT going emo.

I looked at myself in the mirror. The thing I hated most about this was that I looked like my brother. The dark colors were simillar to what he wore and our natural identical faces and hair made things even more exact.

"COME ON ROSA! WE ARE GONNA ME LATE BECAUSE OF YOU!" my brother yelled through the bathroom door. 

I turned towards the door, my hair flying wildly around my face and getting in my eyes. I attempted to push it back witb my hands, but that only made things messier. Giving up, I opened the door to reveal my brother dressed similarly.

He wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a navy hoodie that had his favorite band name on the front., written in white. I looked down to see that mine read the same name. 

'Seriously? What is this music?"

"You would like them." he said shrugging his shoulders for the secound time this morining. 

'Just because we're twins, doesn't mean we have to like the same things.'

"But little sis, thats what we want these people to think. I'm dark and brooding, and people stay away from me. But with your perkyness, people just want to be with you every secound."

'You? dark and brooding? Please."I signed, even though I knew it was true. 

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