The Hard Doubled Life

Not A Day You Would Expect.

I walked over to my new partner, who is my best friend's twin brother, that was grinning like an idiot. 

"Nice sign." I said stopping in front of him. 

He chuckled. "Thanks. But I didn't make it." 

I raised one my of brows in a question look. 

"My girlfriend made it with the help of my old partner." 

"Ooh." Girlfriend.... Hmm wonder what she looks like. And I knew why is he said 'old' partner.  

"Well its 9 at night right now. So I guess we should get going."  

really? I thought it was still 4 o clock. I said in my head.. Note the sarcasm. 

But I just nodded. And started walking, following his lead. 

"So Amanda Lightwood." he said slowly 

"So what? Kristopher Boland" I asked mocking him. 

He chuckled. "So.. I heard you were a little ball of fun."  

What? A little ball of fun?! "Hey! I am not short! and who did you hear that from?" Im not short! im 5 6' or something. around that area... 

He chuckled. "Your short. Well compared to me..And other people... And That rumor was actually told by my old partner" 

Im not short damnit! And How the hell would his partner know that? "What's 'other people' supposed to mean? and your partner doesn't know me so he should shut up."  

"I mean. My girlfriend is taller than you by a bit and my partner is taller than you and other people I know are taller than you. Even if it is by a bit. and barely noticeable. And actually my partner does know you. And he has your cell phone number." 

"Ooh fuck off with the height. Your a giant. So deal with the your tallness and leave my height alone. And your partner is a hell of a liar." I said getting pissy. 

"Wow calm down there. Dylan was right you are feisty." 

My eyes popped out... Dylan? Dylan!? OMFG! DYLAN!!!! Im gonna run over that bastard with a monster truck!!! 

"Hmm. I think you remember my partner now huh?" he smirked. 

"Shut the fuck up. And wipe that fucking smirk off your damn face before I do. And since I now know who the hell your talking about.... don't talk about him again. Im gonna fucking run him over with a monster truck next time I see him." I spat 

His smirk was gone when I told him to get it off his face. But when I finished my sentence his eyes widened and he stopped dead in his tracks looking at something a few yards away. Or should I say someone...  

When I immediately noticed what he was doing I turned my attention to who he was staring at.

Dylan....

I could feel my blood start to boil. I dropped my suitcase and ran like a cheetah towards Dylan. Then... Tackled him. I turned his whole body around and sat on top of him on his back, my legs on the side of his hips and pinned his hands behind his back with one hand and grabbed his hair and pulled on it really hard with my other hand. 

"Argh!!" He growled in pain. And because he growled in pain I pushed my hand down, forcing his face (the side of his face) into the ground hitting the tile floor like a rock. He was breathing hard through his mouth. 

I heard heavy footsteps running this way. And I didn't need to look back to know who it was. 

"Amanda! Get the fuck off of him! Your gonna kill him! And people are starring!" Kristopher Yelled