Indignation - Paul Lahote

Chapter One

Elizabeth's POV

"Jacob! Elizabeth!" Mom calls me and my twin brother.

"Comin' Mwoma!" I yell. Speach impaired as a normal 3 year olds is.

I race my brother down the hallway, him winning.

"There they are." Moma says. She is talking to Eve, Paul's mom and momas friend.

"Hey guys. Me and your mom are taking the girls out for a shopping day. You two and Paul are going to stay here though, alright? Now Paul, be on your best behavior." Eve says as she and Moma round up my older sisters Rebecca and Rachel.

Jacob gets excited. He runs to daddy.

"Hi Wizbet." He says. Not able to say my name correct.

"Hi Wauly." I said. I smile at Paul and we hug each other. Paul is a couple months older than me and Jacob. He is already 4, and excited or school.

Jacob races back to where we are. "C'mon Paul!" He shouts and pulls the other boy with him. Poor Paul.

"Elizabeth!" I hear the tall long haired man I know as daddy ask.

"Daddy!!" I yell.

"Did they leave you again?" Daddy asks. I nod. "One of the girls should have stayed here. This is ridiculous, you should have a girl to play dolls with."

"Daddy!! I not gwril! I pway twrucks with Wakob and Wauly!!" I yell.

"Okay pumpkin, how about you help me make some lunch, then we will go and play outside with the boys, okay?" I nod.

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Today was the day. The first day of Kindergarten! I am so excited!!

Moma just had to get pictures of me and Jacob all dressed and ready for school. She and daddy drove us to the school.

We see Paul and his mom. Jacob runs over excited.

Moma then told us three to get together for a picture. The boys squished me between them and hugged me to both their bodies.

Eventually Moma and Paul's mom took us to where the teachers were. Jacob was put in a different room then I was told to go to.

"Wakob!?" I screech. He looks back at me.

"Elizabeth." He says. I start to cry.

"Wakob!?" I cry out, about to run to my brother. He looks at me again then turns to the door and pushes it open.

"Wakob!!" I cry. "Wakob!! Ome back!!" I yell.

Moma comes over to me. "Its alright honey. You will see him at home later ok? Baby, it's ok." Moma says to me.

I nod. "Ok." I sniffle.

"Let's go meet your teacher alright?"

We walk into the classroom together. The teacher lady smiles at me. She looks at Moma. "Rough start to the first day?" She asks.

Moma nods. "I have twins, one was put here, the other in the second class. She has separation anxiety, I guess." The teacher nods.

She crouches down. "Me and you kid, we are going to have some fun times in class."

Moma speaks again. "She does have a friend in this class though. Lahote, if you could seat them together, that would mean the world to her." Moma said.

"Of course," said the teacher.

Moma turned to me. She crouched. "Alright, I have to go home now, alright?"