Chapter 10 - Ghosts

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To say Roman was excited about going back to school would be a shameful understatement. As much as he appreciated the extra time that the summer holiday had given him to spend at the stables, the social butterfly couldn't help but long for some new faces and a bit of noise. And though he missed his friends from his old school, he couldn't help but buzz excitedly at the thought of making some new ones. There was nothing more thrilling to Roman than adding new people to his life. Perhaps other than performing on a stage in front of a massive crowd. Roman amused himself with the thought of what Virgil would say about that as he brushed his teeth, smiling at his reflection. He was definitely having a good hair day.

"Looking handsome as always," he told his reflection. "Why thank you, you're so kind! Have a splendid day! No, you."

You could say Roman and Roman were great friends.

It took him about fifteen minutes to choose what to wear; despite having already picked five different options the previous evening. He ended up going with a casual white shirt tucked into his jeans, a brown belt, and a rather large jacket that completed the look quite perfectly.

Roman skipped down the stairs with the grace of a doe, fixing his jacket as he made his final landing. He adored the feeling of wearing clean, nice-looking clothes in the morning. He hummed When Will My Life Begin from Tangled as he crossed the house on light feet.

Roman entered the kitchen to find his twin brother, Remus, perched up on the counter like an exiled gremlin and chewing on a deodorant stick. Not the most questionable thing he'd seen him do.

A look passed between the twins, carrying a silent agreement not to mention the energy they'd created in the kitchen. Roman got to sing his morning Disney songs, and Remus got to eat his deodorant in peace.

"Why don't you try actually using one of those for once, you'd feel great," he suggested with a sneer, opening the cupboard to grab a box of cookies. Patton's parents didn't allow him to skip the first day of school, so he'd decided to cheer him up with his favourite surprise.

"Wouldn't want to steal your thunder," Remus responded in his twisty voice.

"For the last time, everybody uses deodorant."

"I'll believe it when I see it."

Roman wrinkled his nose at his brother as he jumped off the counter and tucked the remaining of the deodorant stick into his sock. Still not the most questionable thing he'd seen him do.

Remus hoisted an old bag on his shoulder and left the kitchen, earning a disgusted look from his brother.

"Don't tell me this is how you're leaving the house," he uttered. "When was the last time you washed that shirt?"

Remus turned back to him and squinted in thought, counting his fingers. "Uh... when was Aunt Patty's wedding?"

"You washed it three years ago?!"

"Don't be silly, Romano! I was thinking about washing it three years ago. Then I realised I was just drunk as hell and my head was messing with me. Now get that juicy butthole over here or I'll leave you home and release Jeffrey to keep you company."

Roman shuddered at the thought of sharing a closed space with his brother's pet rat. He rushed behind Remus and out of the house, and the morning sunlight immediately returned his great mood.

Other than a rather normal argument regarding what kind of music to play in the car (Roman wanted Disney songs, Remus was leaning towards the IT audio), the ride to their school went peacefully. When they arrived, the two stuck to their deal; they had somewhat of an unwritten rule that nobody needed to know they were related. Roman marched down the main way to the school doors, and Remus turned the other way towards the dumpsters at the back. Most likely to finish his deodorant.

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