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Chapter 5: The Letter

Roxanne

-Looking for something to wear? I asked and crossed my arms.

-Umm....I-I-I.....I thought I saw a spy camera here, Slowmo lied.

-For someone who's hiding his true identity, you're a terrible liar.

-Uhm...uh....sorry, he said and stepped out of my wardrobe.

I rolled my eyes at him. Then I walked over to my bed. The twins still hasn't tasted my revenge. I had my prank box hidden under my bed. In it I had all sorts of prank material. Such as disgusting chocolate, fart ballons, tripwires, rotten eggs yeah all of it.

-What's that? Slowmo asked curiously.

-It's classified and you have to go now, I answered him.

-Why?

-Because you're still just a nice stranger who's now in my room, I answered.

I could almost feel Slowmo's disappointment. Then suddenly he was gone with the wind.

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I put the disgusting chocolate in the fridge with the note "This is Roxy's, do not touch!". Knowing that the twins would ignore the note completely.

-C'mon Tim! We go and check what's in the fridge. Pirates need food to, I heard Tom say.

I hid behind the corner with two cream bottles in each hand. The twins opened the fridge. They read the note but ignored it and then took out the chocolate. Both of them had a taste and looked like they would throw up. I jumped out of my hiding spot.

-Ahaa! Pranked!! I yelled and molded cream all over their faces.

At first they looked shocked but then they started laughing with me. I loved this two boys. We laid down on the floor and continued to laugh our asses of. The twins jumped over me and rubbed cream over my face.

-No! I laughed.

But they continued to rub their faces over mine until we all had cream faces.

-I'm home! Someone yelled.

But me and the twins didn't stop laughing. We just continued to rub cream over each other's faces.

-What in the world is going on here!? Someone yelled from behind us.

We looked up and saw Nick standing in the kitchen with two plastic bags from the store in his hands. Patrick ran into the room to see what was going on.

-Hi dad! Did you buy nutella? I asked.

Patrick picked up his phone and took a photo of me and the twins. Me and the twins continued to laugh. Tim picked out one of the cream bottles and molded cream into my mouth. The cream blocked my respiratory and I begun to chase after air.

-Rox! Patrick yelled and ran up to me to give me a heimlich.

I spit out the cream on the floor. Patrick and Nick looked worried at me while the twins looked guilty.

-Are you okay Roxy? Tim why did you do that!? Patrick asked madly.

-No Patrick! It's not his fault. Besides I'm fine now. Thanks for the heimlich! I said kindly.

-Sorry, Tim said with guilt in his voice.

I sank down to his length and sent him a smile.

-It's not your fault. Come here, I said and hugged him.

-Aww....you guys are to cute. But who's gonna clean up this mess? Nick asked and put the goods down on the counter.

I looked around and saw that the whole floor was covered in half melted cream.

-I will, I sighed.

Cameron

Even if Roxanne told me to leave. I was still outside of her apartment watching while she was pranking her little brothers. It was actually really cute, you could tell that they were close.

When she didn't seem to get any air I almost rushed in. But her older brother saved her. Then she hugged one of the twin brothers. It was just adorable. No Cameron! What's wrong with you!? Stupid silly feelings are for losers. You can't ever get true love or a girl like Roxanne, especially not Roxanne!! My subconscious said to my. I sighed annoyed and started jumping over rooftops, away from Roxanne. But I stopped a few blocks away and looked back. No! I need her!

Roxanne

I had just cleaned up the mess I made in the kitchen when Tom ran into the room, waving a letter in the air.

-Roxy pox!! Roxy pox!! You've got a letter! He yelled and gave me the letter.

Tom knew I didn't like being called Roxy pox or Rox pox. That's why he and Tim always called me that.

I gave him a surprised look and took the letter. It was handwritten witch meant that a person had sent me a letter. I opened the envelope and begun to read.

Dear Roxanne!
I know I haven't been the best mom.
But I stopped drinking and I go to a therapist every Monday. This might come as a shock, but I love and miss you and your brother. I would've called, but you changed your number. I would like to meet up and maybe take back custudy over you.

///Your mom

I crumpled the letter and threw it in the trashcan. Nick who now was in the room gave me a weird look.

-I'll go for a run, I mumbled madly and ran upstairs to my room.

Then I changed into a my workout outfit and a "phoneband" around my arm so that I could listened to music with my headphones and then put my hair up in a pony tail.

I was about to walk down the stairs. But Patrick blocked my way to the stairs. He gave me a worried look.

-Move! I snapped and tried to get pass him.

But Patrick is five years older than me and much stronger.

-What's wrong? Nick told me you got a letter and then went all frozen, Patrick said worried.

-I said move! I repeated.

-What is wrong!? You can fool Nick and the twins. But I known you all your life. So tell me what's wrong!?

-I thought mom told us every night to mind our own business. That may havr been the only good thing she ever said.

-She contacted you, didn't she?

I didn't answer him. The look on his face told me that he already knew.

-Can you move now? I asked with a cold voice.

Patrick moved and I rushed out from our apartment.