The sixth sense

Lights, Camera, Action!

Loise's POV

It's been two week since the worse class I have ever had! Yet why do I still feel ashamed? Is it because everytime I arrive at someplace, people looks at me like I'm a psycho? No, is it because I can't accept that what they're saying is true? Definitely!

"Hi" said the stranger, since I was standing from opposite direction so I spun around... " I knew that voice was just too familiar!"

" Loise? Right? " he asked

" yeah" I replied coldly

" Andrew, nice to meet you!?" Asking for us to shake hands

" don't you remember how you humiliated me just moments ago!?" I half shouted

" oh yeah, about that,... I'm really sorry, I heard they made fun of you this morning, I personally am sorry"

" what do you mean friends? Weren't you there?" I asked cautiously

" no!? Why would I do that to you? I only met you, ' just ' now.." He asked feeling offended and putting impact to the word 'just'

" so who was that boy that exactly looks like you?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm

" ...." He said something but suddenly interrupted by the bell

"Bye Loise! Catch ya' 'round!" He said waving when a bunch of girls joined him...* shivers * gross. And I, myself dragged myself to

class..

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Andrew's POV

' That girl is something else....' My subconscious kept nagging

" AJ! Your spacing out on me man!" Jack stated

Jack is my twin brother, no one ever notices the difference between us cause we both have very large bodies and now maybe just masculine and not that large, we had chocolate brown hair, and a flawless height of six feet but he went to a different school so I don't know how he teased Loise this morning...

" man what's up with you today?!"he asked punching me

" what do you want Jack?!" I shouted not bothering that we're in a cafe

" dude chill.." He said apologetically

" sorry, it's just I have something I'm thinking about" I confessed

" ok but you really need to listen to me it's my third time repeating this" he said with sarcasm

" as I was saying, mom and dad are visiting us and staying for two days in our apartment" ha told me with my opened

" when?! What?! Why?! H-h-how?!" I said beginning to tear up

" woah! Dude! Are you crying?" Ha said laughing a little

" no!?" I shouted again wiping the tear I never realized I had

" are you still up about ' that '?" He asked emphazising the word 'that'

"I-I-I-I ,..." My words fail me again and begin to stutter

"It's okay man?!"he comforted me, that memory is still fresh in my mind

Flashback

It was a spring afternoon and I was playing in the play ground across the street form the house

" Brent come on let's play!" I yelled across the house.

Brent was my little brother, he was 8 while Jack and me were 11

" I'm coming" he answered running to me

When..... Bbbeeeeeeeppppp ....... Was all I heard and my father held me and covered my ears with his large and chillie hand but I knew what was happening, I heard my mom sobbing..

Later that long afternoon my mom came rushing to me holding my arm harshly and kept yelling and yelling

" WHY DID YOU MAKE HIM COME TO YOU!? YOUR HIS FUCKING OLDER BROTHER, FOR CHRIST's SAKE!? Why? Why? Why?" She said

slowly breaking down and I didn't even notice that days passed and I was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass with my little brother in a tomb.....

End of Flashback

Since then my mom blamed me and until now she still doesn't lay an I on me

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Thanks for reading guys really appreciate it