This clip ☝is my main inspiration for a portionbof this chapter so please don't watch it until you've finished reading...trust me, it will spoil everything. Enjoy!
Okay. So just a wrap up for you, whoever you are. I found my longlost family and my twin and I will never be separated again. And I feel like a freaking child.
"Hey, Jazz!" I run over to ever she was sitting, all alone on her bed. "I'm okay. Just leave me alone." She responded so angrily. It was also strange that she didn't want me to be around her. Did I do something wrong? No. What can I do? Nothing. She doesn't want me around.
I wondered what was wrong...obviously. So I decided to investigate. I asked everyone, even Mom, if they knew anything about why or how Jazz could be sad in any way.
"Hey, guys. Does anyone know what's wrong with Jazz?" I asked. Everyone said no, and I had no clues. I should probably just give up. I walk upstairs to my room. As soon as I get comfortable, I hear a knock on the door. Jasmine.
"Can I come in?" She asks in caution. "Yeah, sure." She comes in, almost having a breakdown, but instead she plops down into my bed. "What's wrong?" I finally say after so much silence.
"I feel...strange...and I didn't want to tell you because we're supposed to have the same kinds of emotion." She says. But I'm not really catching what she's throwing.
"What do you mean 'strange'?" I ask.
She responds, "different" and I still don't understand. "I think I like someone."
"Aawww...who is he? What's his name? I-"
"It's a 'she'. That's the problem." She seems so ashamed that we don't have the same sexuality.
"Oh. That's fine. What's the problem? Why didn't you tell me before?"
"I didn't know how you'd react...I thought you'd be different as well." Jazz spoke to me as if I were just one of her school friends. I can't believe she thought I wouldn't change like her. I've completely changed! She just doesn't know it yet. "Its okay...we all change. You don't have to stay exactly the same all of your life. So what if you like girls? That's like saying you don't like mushrooms. Of course that's normal."
~1 hour later~
"Who was in the basement?!? Someone left the door open a little." Mom. She'll kill me if she knew who it was. I run to the bathroom and lock the door. I turn on the shower and jump in. I'll just act like I didn't hear what she said. I hear her voice again, "Where's Anne? She'll know." Crap! I'm dead.
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No Looking Back
AdventureAnne Ryans is a 15 year old, and lives with her adoptive family in the suburbs. She is disobedient and rude towards them. However, Anne's friends, Liam and Tina, run away to a forest, without being able to find their way home, except one. A few year...
