Brooklyn is a senior at Ridgewood High. She lives a normal teenage life but what she doesn't know is that she isn't even close to normal.
What happens when 2 new mysterious boys show up at her school?
Will she accept who she is?
Will she find love?
...
We were now walking around the palace in silence. Not an awkward silence but a comfortable silence as if we had know eachother for a long time. I mean even thought we are brother and sister we haven't seen each other in years.
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(This is Brooklyn and her brother Matthew)
"So what did you wanna talk about?" I asked.
"Well I was hoping we could catch up"
"Catch up?"
"You know see what have we been up to these past years"
I nod.
"Is this weird? I mean I don't what you to feel uncomfortable or anything I just wanna know more about my baby sister" Matthew said.
I laughed softly. "No I understand. I mean I also want to know what my brothers as been doing"
He looked over at me and smiled.
"So what do you wanna know?" I asked.
"Everything your likes, dislikes, hopes, dreams," he nudged me on my side "boyfriends"
"Well my favorite color is purple, but not a dark purple I like more of a periwinkle purple. I love chocolate and mangos. Ohh and also strawberries. I hate the color pink and vegetables. I don't like routine, except my morning routine. In very passionate about things and I love adventure."
He nodded.
"Ohh and I also play softball" I added.
"Really?"
"Yup"
"I've always liked baseball"
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, never really have time to watch it or play it because...well you know...I have other things to do"
"King stuff. Right?"
"Yeah. So what position do you play?"
"Well I play short stop and occasionally second base"
"Wow"
"You know we should play a game one of these days." I suggested.
"Yeah we should" he replied. "That would be really fun"
"Okay now its your turn. Tell me about yourself. What have you been doing these past 17 years?" I asked.
"Well like the color red, my favorite food is lamb"
"Lamb?"
"Yeah is there a problem?"
I shook my head.
"No. No problem at all. I've just never tasted lamb before"
"Well that's a problem we can fix. Now like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted" he said glaring at me "my favorite food is lamb, I enjoy a good book"
