The Meyer Twins

The Meyer Twins

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Eklan Meyer is the good girl in school. She is always on top of things and dressed nicely. She always turns her work in on time and get 100% on everything. Declan Meyer is the bad boy in school. He is never on time and is horribly dressed. He skips school a lot and fails every class. Some people wonder how they are twins. They are day and night different. But they have one thing in common, they each have their own secret. " 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-1-2-3-4-1- holy smokes!!! Is that Declan?" Blake said. Dropping the volleyball, looking behind me. I turn around. Their is Declan, in a bright neon pink shirt with a unicorn on the front. My face flushes red. That was my pajama shirt. It was in my backpack from a sleepover. The shirt was way to small for Declan. It fit him super tight and It showed his six pack and arm muscles. And their he was, dancing weirdly like nothing was wrong. " hey Ryan, do you like my shirt?" Declan asked posing. " ya man, love it!" Ryan said sarcastically. Declan was wearing the pink shirt, some ugly pumpkin orange shorts, and brown socks that were supposed to be white. Sometimes, I wonder how we are even twins.
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"I'm not going to wait and watch you fall apart pretending you don't need anyone!" Ethan Yelled after me, the rain thudding on the ground with his soaking hair dripping onto his face which was lit under the laptop he was stood under. "It's not your place to tell me that! Don't you think I know?!" I yelled back at him, tears being covered up by the rain drops falling onto my face. "Serenity it's hard watching you lie to not only yourself but to me to!" His clothes were now wet through, clinging to his skin exposing his muscles as he inched closer to me. "Why do you care so much" I mumble looking down whilst crossing my arms, "It's not like you're my boyfriend" I looked into his eyes which showed hurt, brokenness everything I didn't want to see in him. "Well not being your boyfriend doesn't mean I don't care" He stuttered out slightly lifting my chin up my chin looking for eye contact. I couldn't take it anymore, my hand slid around his neck holding it as I brushed my lips against his. His arms slid around my waist and his fingers wrapping on the elastic of my now soaked jeans pulling me closer. "Want to know something?" I asked touching our foreheads looking into each other's eyes. "I also pretended not having any feelings for you" I slightly moved my head up connecting our lips again, "I've stopped pretending"

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