Hunter The Runaway

Chapter 2 | Hunter

Later that day I sat near the exit of the school on the bench. I was planning to go home with Jen to finish our Chemistry project, so we ( Jen, Dan and I ) waited impatiently for Jen's driver to come pick us up as both of her parents were lawyers and therefore often busy. But not too busy to completely exclude their kids from their lives.

About half an hour passed, and we only made small talk about school happenings, plans for the weekend and such.
"Jen, can you please text Jim and tell him to hurry up?" Dan mumbled.

"I told you already! I forgot my phone at home. Did you expect it to suddenly appear out of thin air within the last half hour?"

Dan hesitated. "Yes," he smirked. He was so cheeky.

"If you think you're being funny, you're not." She rolled her eyes, on the edge of an argument.

"Oh, shut up, you can't even make a joke," Dan sniggered.

"You are a joke." She spat.

"Oh I'm the joke? You're so dumb, blondes tell jokes about you."

"Says the guy who can't even pass half his exams," she continued "I guess I'll be the only twin who graduates,"

"You're so ugly even yellow kitty said goodbye," He said, and by the time realization came to his face it was too late.

Jen cut in before he was able to correct himself.
"What the heck is yellow kitty..? You mean hello kitty? You're so dumb you can't even get your diss right." She exclaimed. "And you're talking about blonde? Speak for yourself..."

"Oh shut up already!" I complained. Both faces turned abruptly to me. "You're twins, you even look alike for goodness' sake."

They both touched their straight black hair at the same time as their deep brown eyes bored into mine. I continued, "Aren't you supposed to understand each other more than regular siblings? Stick up for each other and stuff, I don't know...?!"

And trust me, I actually didn't know. I had no siblings of my own -- I was an only child. And the little family that I had still ignored me.

I stopped myself before I let my thoughts take over; I certainly wasn't going down that road again.
I glanced at the twins again. Jen looked ashamed but Dan looked pissed. If there was one thing about them that was different, it would be their personalities. Dan was just too damn rude.

Just then, the driver pulled up in he white BMW and beeped his horn as if to notify us that he was in a hurry. I couldn't see why he would be, though, as it was his only job.

"Hello Jim," I said to the driver. He nodded in reply, like he was too rushed to speak.
"Get in, come on now. We don't have all day," he told Dan and Jen. They trudged to the back of the van and I followed cautiously. The air was stiff and serious between them. I groaned. This was going to be a heck of a long ride.

We tossed our school bags into the trunk and I plopped into the vehicle, squished uncomfortably between my friends who were currently enemies. I hate the middle seat.

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"So... If we take away the number of protons from the mass number, we get our answer,"
I nodded as I followed along. The ride from school to Jen's house was long and silent, but it was worth it if that meant hanging out with Jen. At least the people here paid attention to me unlike those at my own home.

We continued on for another half hour, but it grew tedious and I was starting to hate the periodic table. I threw my head back and rolled my eyes.

"Gughhh..."