Don't Forget About Me

02

I have never spoken to either of the twins. They just intimidate me with their good looking. Even though they don't look alike they could both be classified in the column of 'guys that are not actually human because they are so beautiful and now Dalia can't date them because they are so so beautiful.' Oh how I despise that column. They for some reason know everything about me. The one day they came over to my house I hid behind the door so they couldn't see me and they talked to my mom about me. Every time I leave my house they yell at me saying hi and saying I looked good that day. Great jokes har har har.

"Hey, Peter! It's Twinkle Toes," Levi says pointing at me. A perfect white smiling forming on his stupid annoying face. Peter turns around not really noticing what was going on and Levi punched him in the shoulder. Peter rubbed his shoulder. He was much skinnier than Levi. Levi enjoyed lacrosse and any other sport, really. At least that's what I have heard around school. Peter on the other hand was a pianist and played for school events. I have only heard him play once, but it was like heaven on earth. All the notes flowing together could melt any girl's heart. I am pretty certain Peter had many girls wanting to come over to his house after that performance.

"Twinkle Toes?" Peter asks before I got the chance to.

"Yeah you know. When she listens to music outside and dances. Even though we all know she can't dance." Peter laughs at this and shakes his head. I blush a little bit and make my way away from the twins. I get in line at the front my mind racing with thoughts of Timothy that then changed to Levi's multicolored eyes and Peter's dimples. EW NO! Dalia get that out of your head. These are the crazy people that set the Science room on fire. Rumors say that they did it because they wanted to get out of their test that they didn't study for. I got to say I have to believe it. I don't trust those guys. Yes the are beautiful, but beauty doesn't mean anything if there is a piece of shit under it.

I glance down at the magazines and-

HOLY SHIT

OH

NO. NO. NO.

A snake moved around my feet and I screamed. It kept moving and I climbed onto the conveyor belt while other customers gave me weird looks. I squeezed the ketchup bottles I was holding the lip popped off and ketchup got everywhere. I dropped my ice cream and continued to scream. When I say that Peter was shaking a toy snake in his hand attached to a string. Him and his twin brother both filming it and laughing so hard they started to cough.

I jumped down from the belt careful not to slip and ran for my life out of the store with two handsome boys following me and yelling at me.

"HEY! Twinkle Toes! It was only a joke, don't beat yourself up too much. We didn't think it would go as well as it did."

"Screw you!" I yelled back not looking at them and gave them the finger. One of them let out a low whistle and I heard their footsteps grow closer. I sped up my pace and finally made it to my car.

Peter was panting and Levi was bouncing up and down.

"Come on, we didn't mean to scare you that much. You just seem so in your head all the time we thought-"

"You," Peter pants out.

"I thought it would have calmed you down some."

I balled of my hand into a fist and blew out a breath. Don't get mad, Dalia Anderson. Don't be mad, everything is okay. "You don't know me. Stop making assumptions."

"She talks!" Levi exclaims.

"Of course I do. I just choose not to talk to you," I say and open my car door. My poor seats are going to be ruined after this.

"Come on, Thalia," Peter says in a whisper.

I leave soon after them. The boys staring after me.

It's so weird being the author because then I am the only person that knows what happens next.

Peace out, girl scouts.