The Twins With Different Backgrounds

Chapter 4

Stacy's P.O.V

     Oh my God, I punched Santana who then punched Brittney, her wife. I'm going to be murdered. It's Friday and I'm flying out to Central City, Missouri to see Sebastian, who is legally changing his name back to Allen tomorrow.
     Getting on the plane I immediately pull out my phone and put on my headphone, only to hear an ad the minute I turn on the music. Why does God hate me so?!?! The ad ends and my song begins, yay!
     In two and a half hours, I arrive in Central City and see Sebastian waiting for me, yes, I won't have to pay for a cab. "Bastian!" "Stac, how've you been?" He asks as we start to walk out to the bag thingy to get my suitcase. "Good, I still can't believe that after fourteen years I get to meet Barry! You always spoke so highly of him, I want to see what he's actually like!" I exclaims as someone tapped me on the shoulder.
     I look over my shoulder to see Sebastian, wait-no, Sebastian's on my right, this is my left...oh my God. "Hey, you're Stacy, right?" He asks as I look back and forth at the two. They really are identical. "Yeah, you must be Barry, Sebastian told me a lot about you when we were younger." "Oh, did he?" "Yeah, he said that you once fell off the roof and you didn't tell on Sebastian for putting you up there." "Yeah, I was pretty bruised." He said as Sebastian shook his head and took me by the arm and escorted me out.
     "So, how was Sebastian in school?" Barry asked me after I got myself settled in Sebastian's spare room. "Well, in middle school he almost got in trouble for cheating on a test because the teacher heard talking and thought it was him, it wasn't either of us, but I took the blame and everyone started saying I was cheating, he was the only person who talked to me after that. Then in high school he was in glee, bullied some kids, one almost killed himself. He also had a huge crush on this one kid and picked on their significant other just because of that, it wasn't until the boy almost killed himself he stopped." I said as Barry looked taken back...did I say too much?

Sorry for the short chapter, schools been crazy and I've been trying to think of other ideas for my other story. I recently got into Les Mesèrables, and don't know what to do. The deaths and ships and what's getting to me though, like Enjoltaire and Marius and Cosette, whatever that ships name is. Like Marius lives and all his friends die, Enjolras dies with Grantaire hold in his DAMN HAND AND I LITERALLY CAN'T EVEN. Sorry, its really getting to me, see you next chapter.