"Hey I'm Asher. Don't I know you?" He says.
Yes.
I nod my head.
"Oh yeah, we bumped into each other in the hallway!" He says.
I nod my head again.
"Are you new here?" He asks.
Joseph comes over, saving me from this awkward 'conversation'.
"She was here freshman year but then something came up and she had to stop coming for a little." Joseph explains.
Apparently he had heard Asher's question.
"Oh. What's your name?" Asher asks Joseph.
Asher is really talkative.
"I'm Joseph, her twin brother." Joseph says.
"I'm Asher." Asher says.
They give each other an awkward nod.
I roll my eyes.
Joseph receives a glare from the teacher so he walks back to his seat.
"You haven't answered any of my question. Do you not talk or something?" He asks.
I think he was joking about me not talking.
If only he knew.
I shake my head.
"You don't talk? Why?" He asks, confused.
Well someone needs to learn to mind their own business.
This is gonna be a long 40 minutes.
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49
Short Story"The number 49 never used to have any significance in my life. It was always just the number after 48 and before 50. But that was before it happened."
