My Happy Nightmare

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Eva slipped on her Converse shoes as fast as she could and quietly made her way down the stairs. As soon as she was in front of the door, Eva grabbed the silver, metal keys off of the black coated rack that was seemingly covered with more baseball caps than actual keys.

"Put the keys back, kiddo," her father's voice rang from behind her. Eva spun around and greeted him with raised eyebrows and droopy lips as she mustered up her best pleading puppy dog face.

"Pwease' , Daddy. Just this once, I swear!" Reasoning with Richard Andrews, however, was as futile as reason with a blood thirsty vampire- they both left you defeated and drained.

Although Richard's smile never retired he still shook his head at his youngest child. Eva was one of the three Andrews children; the eldest was two years older than the identical twins and a boy. Eva's twin sister, Emma, was born merely 60 seconds prior to her and it would have been shorter too had Eva's umbilical cord not raveled itself around the older child.

"Hand 'em over, kiddo," the middle aged father stuck out his scar covered hand for the car keys. Despite Richard only being thirty-eight his body showcased a man with ten years added. After Richard and his girlfriend at the time, Emily, gave birth to Elliot, he was forced to drop out of school to become a mechanic as he attempted to earn immediate profits to provide for his now wife and children. The family did struggle for a while; but, with Emily's BA in real estate they're somehow managing now. The wrinkles in Richards forehead became more prominent as realized his daughter did not have the intentions on handing over the keys that easily. Even after Richard had reached for the keys he had failed as Eva successfully pulled back just in time. "That's it!" he exclaimed and lunged after the younger brunette whom innovated a surprised animal-like shrill of sound. Richard poked and prodded at the sides of his crumpled up daughter; tickling her in the final attempts at obtaining the keys.

"Da-Daddy, stop it," Eva begged in between the spurts of giggles that escaped her pale lips.

"Give up, Kid," his breathy voice already giving way to his true exhaustion despite the energized youth beneath him. Had it not been for Emily's call for breakfast the old man might have collapsed right then and there. The pair shared a brief glimpse before their turbulent hunger took control as they rushed to the kitchen. "Oh no you don't," he chuckled and pecked his wife's lips as Eva reached for a pancake. "Go get the others."

"Fine," -Eva flicked her eyes into the back of her head- "but there better be some when I get back," she pointed to the happy, love birds. Eva left the kitchen and bounded back up the stairs towards her and her sister's room. "Em," she knocked before entering the small square room. Emma spotted in the center of the room dancing to yet another one of her favorite boy bands. The twins were a complete replica of each other; their hair both a light auburn, that seemed to get darker as each day passed, as it waved and curled down to the ends of their spines. Similar to how their eyes captured and reflected the golden sunlight beams and their identical dimples to compliment it all. The sister's had symmetrical body types as well, although it hardly looked as it. Emma was typically the one to be more dolled up; however they both shared a bond over the new makeup trends that surfaced. Today, though, Emma wore a floral dress accompanied with a pair of white platform wedges. "Breakfast is ready," Eva stated now remembering why she came into the room in the first place.

"M'kay," Emma shrugged as she tied off her newly finished fishtail braid with a hair tie as she began to dance as a new song began.

Eva left her fan-girling sister to herself as she closed the door to their bedroom. "Let me guess, a new boy group," Elliot chuckled.

"Who cares if their new, all we know is if a boy group goes missing we know who to blame." Despite having a twin, Eva found herself relating to her older brother as of late since she believed there was truly more out there then boy bands, makeup, and chick flicks. Eva did not mean to discredit any of these things, as a matter of fact she loved having girly bonding moments with her sister. But when it came to Eva's respect for sports and alternative music, the two had no common ground.