You Have a Twin?!

25 Days

Fang's POV

"Heather! Drop that! It's not a dog toy!" I yell from the pool as my dog starts to run around with a pool noodle in her mouth, again. Heather whines but drops it.

"Good girl!" Max says from the poolside. Heather runs over to her and lets herself be pet all over. I roll my eyes as I swim over to them.

"You told her to get that pool noodle, didn't you?" I ask my girlfriend as I rest my hands on her lap.

"No, I think she just saw you and Iggy throwing that small pool toy and she figured you'd want a bigger one instead. She is a doggy genius," Max says, carding her fingers through my wet hair.

I nod and put my head on her lap. I'm not trying anything, I just really love when Max plays with my hair.

"Your hair is soaking wet and it still won't stay down," Max giggles.

"I thought you liked my messy hair," I say then kiss her thigh.

"I do, Nudge doesn't," Max leans down and kisses my head before she goes back to playing with my hair.

"Heather, it's hot, go inside," I say turning my head to see my dog. She whines, again. "Then do you want in the pool little Ms. Whiney?" I ask, raising my head.

I don't actually expect her to jump in, cause the last time she did, I yelled at her cause she jumped on me when Max and I were behind the waterfall, so I'm surprised when Heather jumps on me. She pulls me off Max and takes my place.

"Heather!" I gasp when I resurface. Max is giggling as she pets the husky.  "You ma'am, are an evil dog," I laugh as I pet Heather's head. I look up at Max, and I swear she looks like a Goddess.

Max looks down at me and asks, "What are you starring at?"

"My beautiful Goddess," I say simply before I kiss her leg again. Max giggles and blushes. It's a perfect moment.

"Yo! Quit being cute! Ryan found an actual football! We have a game to get back to!" Iggy yells.

I groan as I turn to face him. "Why were you born?!"

"I was an accident. A perfect accident. Now let's go!" Iggy says sarcastically.

I'm gonna kill him.
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"Ryan! Someone's calling you!" Max yells at us.

"Who is it? Hey!" Ryan yells. Iggy throws the stolen football over to me.

"Uh, the contact says Ultimate Douche," Max says awkwardly.

Ryan freezes then shakes his head,
"Uh, ok. I'm coming." My twin quickly gets out of the pool and takes the phone from Max. He walks over to the fence, leaving the backyard to go to the front.

"I'll be back," I say as I climb out of the pool myself. I quickly follow Ryan, and I don't even open the fence when I hear Ryan talking, no arguing, on the phone.

"What the fuck do you care?! I'm fine! I'm at Abuela and Abuelo's house. My twin brother is here too! Leave me alone. If I wanted your input, I would've called you!" Ryan snaps into the phone. I shut the gate behind me and start to walk over to my twin. I know exactly who he's talking to, but hearing Andrea's voice makes me freeze.

"Ryan! You're such a dumbass! Nick will hurt you! I bet he already has!" Andrea snaps. I glare as I snatch the phone away.

"Wh- Zanna!" Ryan gasps.

"Listen to me, you son of a bitch. Ryan is safe. You are giving everyone here an aneurism, so do us all a favor and fuck off," I snap into the phone before I hang up.

"Zanna," Ryan says as he stares at me.

"Come on Ry, lets forget about the crazy half of the family and get back to our friends," I sigh, putting my arm around my twin. Ryan smiles and nods.

"You know he's gonna cry to the rest of the family right?"

"I know," I groan.

"Nicky, wait," Ryan says. He stops me right in front of the fence gate. I raise my eyebrows, signaling for him to go on. "You and I are turning 18 this summer. We will be legal adults, able to choose where we want to live. I want to live here. Finish my high school career here. Are you ok with that?" My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide. "Nicky? If you're not comfortable with that then forget about it. I don't want to feel awkward- AHH!"

"YES YES YES YES!!!!!! Stay here! Live here!" I scream as I pick up my brother in a big hug.

"Okay Okay!" Ryan laughs.

I quickly put him down, open the gate and hustle us inside. Then I run to the house.

"Where are you going?!"

"To start a countdown till June 18! Ryan our golden year is gonna be the best year ever!" I shout back to him.

"Fang?"

"Can't talk love you!" I say side stepping Abuela on the patio.

I run up to my room and fling myself into my computer chair, sending me across the room due to it being a rolling chair. I kick myself back to the desk where my laptop is located and I quickly search for a countdown app. Once I find one, I set in the date and choose an alarm. 

"Mind telling me what's got you so excited?" Abuelo asks leaning against the doorframe.

I look up at him, huge smile on my face. "Ryan and I are turning 18 in June! Ryan is going to live here after that!" That's when I stop smiling, "Um, would that be okay? Andrea called and afterwards, Ryan said he wanted to live here and do his senior year here." I look down and bite my lip. Abuelo stays silent.

I put my hand on the computer mouse, about to delete the countdown when he asks, "Just want do you think you're doing with that mouse. We need to countdown Mijo."

My eyes light up and I jump up and grab my grandfather in a hug, "Thank you thank you thank you!"

"I'd tell your brother and sister the good news if I were you," Abuelo chuckles.

"Oh right," I say letting go. Then I run to my window, throw it open and yell down to the teenagers in and around the pool, "Ryan is gonna live here when we turn 18! The countdown is set!" Everyone starts cheering. I look back at my door, but Abuelo is already gone. I then look at the countdown, 25 days until Ryan and I are 18. Probably about 23 days to convince myself to go help Ryan pack up his stuff at his actual place of residence.

"Zanna, I was wondering, are you free this weekend? We could go pack up my stuff if you are." Scratch that, 3 days to convince myself to go. Oh brother.

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Translations:
Mijo (Spanish) - My son. *the proper way of saying this is Mi hijo, but most just shorten it to Mijo for a son and Mija for a daughter. From what I understand, don't be mad at me 😖*