Emma Spero

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Now you all know quite a bit about my adopted brother Josh, but you may not yet know much about his twin sister Emma, my adopted sister. Well let's say she's got the dedication that Josh has, but she is a bit more blunt. I was sitting on the bus when Emma marched down the isle and plopped on the seat next to me, facing forwards. She quickly turned her head and looked at me, seeing no response she huffed.
"Simon Towers and Adonis Deceete." She stated. But under it was an order, to do... Something?
"What about them?"I asked. She huffed again,
"You can't leave them hanging. Mom and Dad both think you should-"
"I've made up my mind."
"Oh?"
"I'm going to-"
"What?" There he was, Simon, sitting right behind me leaning over the back of the seat between my sister and I.
"Yeah what, Spero?" Adonis turned around in the seat in front of me. Then I saw Josh turn from his seat across the isle and eye Adonis.
"Oh so you all ganged up on me I see how it is." I crossed my arms and sank into my chair,"well I guess this is as good a time as any." Adonis raised his eyebrows,
"Look," I continued,"Adonis, we both know you're a player or at least you're trying to be. You're not interested in me for me. I don't even know why you asked me out." His friend popped up over the seat next to him,
"Ha I win! I told you you couldn't get her out on a date, you owe me two tickets to the movies."
"A BET?!" Emma yelled. She the proceeded to try to punch him in the nose, missing, and he scurried to another seat.
Well now I know where I get my violence from!
Simon was resting his head on his arm,
"Simon, I know you asked me out for a good reason, but I'm only 13 years old. I shouldn't date yet. Maybe when I'm older, wiser, and more mature, Iwill date you. But right now I don't think I'm ready." He smiled from his place resting above me. With his head resting on his arm,
"Sounds good to me." He replied. Then he slipped back into his chair. My sister hugged me and over her shoulder Josh gave me a proud smile. I looked behind him. There she was, Dolore Risus. And Christian towers. They all looked proud of me. It seamed in the last few weeks, my world had turned around and things that once would have hurt me helped me and now I can see past myself, which is good. Because now I can be more like Georgie I can honor her memory by living like her and helping others the way she always did.

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