It was a normal day as always, well as normal as a 15-year-old can get. You see Caitie and her twin brother Dallas go to Birdie high school in New York, they both moved in with there aunt/cousin (I know it's confusing but it isn't impossible) when they were around nine years of age. The reason is they lost they're family in Texas, where they originally lived.
Caitie had to grow up quick because of them losing their parents and siblings. She became very protective over her brother and made sure he had a good life. Dallas, he was quiet and kept to him self. He wasn't as strong as his sister but to make up for it he had intelligence.
Both siblings were quiet in general. Both introverts and such, but they were still opposites. Basically Caitie was on the more physical side and Dallas was on the more mental side.
Their aunt ( or cousin) was still a young adult, some where around 23 years old. She was an extrovert, very peppy and high spirits, she was like a teenager who was high 24/7. Her name was Malinda but she was called aunt Mal. Malinda through the years had a bit of trouble communicating to the twins. They didn't talk much. It wasn't because their parents died it was just them., It's not like they weren't sad about their parents and siblings or any thing, the got depressed now and then but hey, life goes on. And time to buck up and stay strong. It could be worse, right?
Back to aunt Mal, she was also very flirtatious when she saw some one cute and she usually does other weird stuff at the bar she went to. She was no alcoholic or irresponsible, no she would make a great parent, she just would have one of those nights when she came home wasted.(okay sometimes, sometimes she came home wasted, okay? She's not an alcoholic) That only happened five times since the twins moved in. It wasn't a big deal.
So let's get to the story, it was a Monday morning and Dallas like always dragged Caitie out of bed, with a lot of whining and protesting. Finally they made it down stairs to find aunt Mal cooking her famous egg sandwich. Aunt Mal was a great cook, she learned how to cook in her home land France. Yes she was French and the twins had a bit a French too, along with German, Swedish, and British. Imagine that. Any way, unlike the twins ancestors and their aunt they did not have that whitish blond hair, they had dark brown with a tint of red in it. But their eyes were not brown, Caities eyes were a green color and her brother a bright blue. And compared to their aunt they were also, so sadly, short. Only five feet and two inches. Darn.
Dallas grabbed two plates saying a thanks to the brilliant chef as Caitie slumped on the kitchen chair.
" Eat up chickadees! I heard today in school they are planning something special~!" Aunt Mal sang.
" What do you mean?" Caitie sat up straight and looked at her aunt quizzically.
" I'm not sure~!" She sang once more giggling after.
" What do you mean you don't know? Then how did you know something special was going to happen today?" Caitie challenged, a bit annoyed but still curious.
Dallas just silently ate and listened like he usually did.
Malinda just shrugged making herself some coffee. " The school just called and said something was happening.... And yeah! So? Hows the sandwich ~?" she said clasping her hands together.
"Don't change the subject! " Caitie yelled in frustration.
" It's good," Dallas muttered still audible.
" Oh good~, I'm glad you like it!" she danced in circles and Dallas smirked in amusement. Malinda always cheered the twins up when they were down with her cheery spirit.
"You didn't listen to them did you?" Caitie said pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Aheh heh, Oh, Caitie! Lighten up! You'll know when you get there!" Malinda started sipping at her coffee,(she really doesn't need it)
Dallas got up with an amused smirk on his face, not something you see every day unless your Caitie or Malinda. He collected his sisters dish up and her half eaten sandwich, Caitie never ate much of anything. Then the twins prepared for school.
Once they were ready they headed out the door waving good bye.
They walked to school which took about 10 minutes. They reached the door but noticed it was on lockdown and there were screams on the inside.
"Shit," Caitie cursed.
Dallas gave her a look that said ' watch your language'
And in return she shot him a glare.
They both peered through the windows and saw a big group of people ( mostly girls and only few guys.) clustering together trying to reach what ever or who ever was in the middle.
Caitie recognized some of the girls in the pile of squealing and screaming. She didn't know they're names but she remembered them from when they showed her what 'yaoi' was and it left her with a flushed face and a bunch of jumbled words. She didn't understand why they were so crazy over this 'etalia' 'italia' 'eetalia' thing. But she was sure not to look it up after that.
Getting annoyed at the teachers who helplessly try to pull all the girls away Caitie knocked open the door and marched in with her brother nervously but with a blank face trailing behind.
She saw a man with blond hair neatly slicked back, hiding behind a pole with a smaller bernet man who was whimpering and ... Crying?
She saw he carried a gun and thought that would be usfull for what she was about to do. So she swiftly walked over to the blond man who didn't notice her intill she spoke.
"Ahem, excuse me, sir?" She said as clearly and solidly as possible.
The man turned in his head and when he saw her his eyes widened then turned to a glare. The small man who seemed Italian let out a small wimper.
She raised an eyebrow at the brunet, but said nothing. " May I please see your gun? I will return it to you once I'm done." I nodded toward the crowd.
The German man looked at me suspiciously " Vas for?"
Caitie sighed " What ever the reason, I'm not sure, all I know is I need to get that crowd in order." She hold out her hand.
The man thought for a moment and handed her the gun and she took it expertly.
" Thank you," and with that she walked off towards the crowd leaving her brother with the two men watching in curiosity.
'BANG' 'BANG' 'BANG'
Every thing fell silent and the girls and the few boys turned their attention to Caitie who had the gun. The teachers stepped back knowing Caitie would take care of the situation, even though she did have a gun... (O-O... Wut?)
"EVERY ONE!" She boomed. " THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? STEP AWAY FROM WHAT EVER OBJECT YOU ARE ATTACKING!" She ordered and with an even louder booming voice " NOW!"
Every one scrsmbled away, no one messed with an angry Caitie, unless of course you were close. Or an idiot.
They revealed three balled up objects. They were men.. One of them had a oldish looking bomber jacket with the number 50 on it the second wore a green military outfit, third a man with stunning white hair, he must have been an albino. They all looked ruffled up but with close inspection they were unharmed.
They all stood up wary of all the girls and looked up to their savior.
But Caitie paid no mind to the three stunning men. She lifted the gun once more and 'BANG' " CLASS! NOW!"
All the students scrambled out of the cafetiria to their separate classes.
Dallas and Caitie had no idea why these people were so speacal even with their mind blowing looks but they were people just like them so they will treat them as such.
"Kesesesese! That was awesome! But not as awesome as me!" the albino man cackled.
"HA HA HAA! That was cool! Now I can eat! I'm starved!" The bomber jacket man said heading towards the lunch ladies.
" You just ate you bloody git!" The other man chided. He had huge eyebrows! Like holy cow! Is that possible? The British man turned to me, " thank you for all your help."
Caitie nodded. " no big deal, just... If y'all need any thing just give me a shout and I'll sort it out. My names Caitie and that's Dallas over there..." she said looking at her brother.
" Thank you, " he nodded a bit surprised the she had a slight Texan accent.
Caitie looked at the five strang men. " So, what are you guys doing here? Why are y'all so special?"
" Kesesesese! Because we are awesome that's why!" the albino man cut in.
Caitie just nodded curtly and turned towards the German. " Here." she place the gun in his hand. "Take care." Not going to deep in the subject, she'll figure it out later.
And with that the twins both walked off side by side towards their next class deep in thought.
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Caities POV
As soon as I dropped my little brother off I stalked smoothly to my class with ear buds in my ears listening to dubstep on max. Oblivious of my surroundings. I suddenly bumped into a large ( well large for me at least) object.
"Ack, pardon me. Sorry." I mumbled looking up taking my ear buds out. It was another good looking man, he looked weird to me with his some what beard, he seemed suspicious and.... Why was he peeking in the girls bathroom? Did he lose something? I wonder if I can help....
"Onhonhon~ it is all right little kitten~! " He patted my head and I brushed off and I glared at him with burning eyes. This man was some how like the other men in the cafeteria... They were all different from a normal person some how, who are they?
" Who are you callin lil'?" I said giving him the best murderus glare I could muster.
" You, of course! You are very small, oui? Your so cute!" He chuckled and put his hand back on my head.
" What in the world?! Cute?? " I choked out, a bit flustered. But I shook my head. It was a lie, it always was. When ever some one told me I was beautiful or 'cute' it was always a lie, they only said these things to tear me down, or get something out of her or even get closer to her brother. Every one loved her brother. He was 'cool' and ' mysterus ' every girl fell for him. But I had no idea why, he was only shy... Why am I not cool? Why does no one want to be around me for me? I shook my head again coming back to the present. I felt hurt, how dare he? I glared and shook him off. " Go screw yerself some place else perv," I walked of as cooly as possible getting torn up on the inside . Damn jerk, why did he try to hurt me like that?
"Wait! Mon ami! " he turned me around by the shoulder.
" WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT DAMNIT!" I shouted. God I hated him, why was he stalling me? What the hell does he want??
He looked at me surprised as if noticing the hurt in my eyes.
" Sorry mon ami..." he backed off. He went back to the bathroom and hid in the place where I bumped into him. (Oh I see. okay... that frog)
What? What did that mean? I wish i knew french. He let me go and I turned and stalked off quickly not caring what it ment any more.
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Dallas. POV
My big sister (even if we are twins we call each other big sister or little brother) dropped me off at my class and we nodded our silent good byes.
I walked in the classroom and I heard a few squeals. I looked over to see a group of girls hovering over another girl drawing something. Curiosity consumed me but... I didn't want to bother them. What if the got mad? That wouldn't be good. But wanted to know so bad. It's just a picture... I sighed and shook my head walking over to my familiar desk in the very back of the rooms corner farthest from the door. I sat and stared out the window listening to the room. The teacher wasn't there. Why not? And the giggling and sqealing girls were talking about... England? What the hell? This was English class, not history... But wait what? There talking about.... Oh god no... Yaoi..... No... I'm in hell. I have been introduced to 'Yaoi' some where in the first few weeks of school. And it's only a few weeks till he was introduced to the horrid thing. God now he had to listen to it. At least he wasn't in the middle of it. Wait... The picture, what was the picture? God no. Please god, if you love me please please PLEASE, don't let me be apart of it this time.
Just like on que the girls looked over to him and he tensed, Even when he couldn't see them he could still feel their gleaming eyes boaring over him.
Crap,
He heard hushed voices and giggles and little whine of protest from Bailey who drew the picture.
Then he heard scampering feet clumsily coming over towards him.
He wondered why he had to be the only guy in the freaking class. It really did suck. There was about 17 girls in the class. It wasn't heaven like some other guys would like it was annoying most of the time. He always ended up in the middle of things. Some times if he were lucky the girls had other things on their minds. But not today.
"Dallas! Berry drew something for you bro! " A girl named Sarah exclaimed and hopped over holding a piece of paper not showing me what it is.
"No I didn't! You told me To draw it!!" Bailey wailed face flustered.
Sarahs eyes gleamed, "But you so enjoyed it when you were drawing it!" She started cackling.
Bailey turned red and started mumbling under her breath.
"So any way," Sarah plopped the picture in front of him. "So, what do you think? Pretty cool huh? " She snickered.
I stared at it blankly then my face slowly turned red... Oh god... I quickly looked away once I realized what it exactly was.
It was two men making out but not just any men... God no... Me and that guy with the stunning eyebrows... Oh god no please... Why? Why me? I cry on the inside.
"W-why'd you d-draw this?" I asked looking out the window trying not to make eye contact.
There was another cackle "You better say you like it bro, your gunna make Berry cry." she gestured to the girl who looked like she was on the brink of tears. Bailey seemed to be very sensitive. If some one got mad at her she would give a stream of apologies and tears.
I didn't want her to cry, I'd feel bad. What was I supposed to do?
"Bailey, it looks really g-good...." I looked at her and then she smiled sweetly wiping away some tears that have not fallen.
"You think it looks good huh?" Sarah snickers and the girls around her giggled.
Great.. Just great.... I could feel my face turning red with embarrassment.
"Then you can keep it!" Sarah shoved the picture in my back pack cackling.
Before I could take the thing out of my backpack some one walked through the door.
"Alright you bloody gits! In your seat, now! I am your new English teacher!"
(awkward)
Caitie had to grow up quick because of them losing their parents and siblings. She became very protective over her brother and made sure he had a good life. Dallas, he was quiet and kept to him self. He wasn't as strong as his sister but to make up for it he had intelligence.
Both siblings were quiet in general. Both introverts and such, but they were still opposites. Basically Caitie was on the more physical side and Dallas was on the more mental side.
Their aunt ( or cousin) was still a young adult, some where around 23 years old. She was an extrovert, very peppy and high spirits, she was like a teenager who was high 24/7. Her name was Malinda but she was called aunt Mal. Malinda through the years had a bit of trouble communicating to the twins. They didn't talk much. It wasn't because their parents died it was just them., It's not like they weren't sad about their parents and siblings or any thing, the got depressed now and then but hey, life goes on. And time to buck up and stay strong. It could be worse, right?
Back to aunt Mal, she was also very flirtatious when she saw some one cute and she usually does other weird stuff at the bar she went to. She was no alcoholic or irresponsible, no she would make a great parent, she just would have one of those nights when she came home wasted.(okay sometimes, sometimes she came home wasted, okay? She's not an alcoholic) That only happened five times since the twins moved in. It wasn't a big deal.
So let's get to the story, it was a Monday morning and Dallas like always dragged Caitie out of bed, with a lot of whining and protesting. Finally they made it down stairs to find aunt Mal cooking her famous egg sandwich. Aunt Mal was a great cook, she learned how to cook in her home land France. Yes she was French and the twins had a bit a French too, along with German, Swedish, and British. Imagine that. Any way, unlike the twins ancestors and their aunt they did not have that whitish blond hair, they had dark brown with a tint of red in it. But their eyes were not brown, Caities eyes were a green color and her brother a bright blue. And compared to their aunt they were also, so sadly, short. Only five feet and two inches. Darn.
Dallas grabbed two plates saying a thanks to the brilliant chef as Caitie slumped on the kitchen chair.
" Eat up chickadees! I heard today in school they are planning something special~!" Aunt Mal sang.
" What do you mean?" Caitie sat up straight and looked at her aunt quizzically.
" I'm not sure~!" She sang once more giggling after.
" What do you mean you don't know? Then how did you know something special was going to happen today?" Caitie challenged, a bit annoyed but still curious.
Dallas just silently ate and listened like he usually did.
Malinda just shrugged making herself some coffee. " The school just called and said something was happening.... And yeah! So? Hows the sandwich ~?" she said clasping her hands together.
"Don't change the subject! " Caitie yelled in frustration.
" It's good," Dallas muttered still audible.
" Oh good~, I'm glad you like it!" she danced in circles and Dallas smirked in amusement. Malinda always cheered the twins up when they were down with her cheery spirit.
"You didn't listen to them did you?" Caitie said pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Aheh heh, Oh, Caitie! Lighten up! You'll know when you get there!" Malinda started sipping at her coffee,(she really doesn't need it)
Dallas got up with an amused smirk on his face, not something you see every day unless your Caitie or Malinda. He collected his sisters dish up and her half eaten sandwich, Caitie never ate much of anything. Then the twins prepared for school.
Once they were ready they headed out the door waving good bye.
They walked to school which took about 10 minutes. They reached the door but noticed it was on lockdown and there were screams on the inside.
"Shit," Caitie cursed.
Dallas gave her a look that said ' watch your language'
And in return she shot him a glare.
They both peered through the windows and saw a big group of people ( mostly girls and only few guys.) clustering together trying to reach what ever or who ever was in the middle.
Caitie recognized some of the girls in the pile of squealing and screaming. She didn't know they're names but she remembered them from when they showed her what 'yaoi' was and it left her with a flushed face and a bunch of jumbled words. She didn't understand why they were so crazy over this 'etalia' 'italia' 'eetalia' thing. But she was sure not to look it up after that.
Getting annoyed at the teachers who helplessly try to pull all the girls away Caitie knocked open the door and marched in with her brother nervously but with a blank face trailing behind.
She saw a man with blond hair neatly slicked back, hiding behind a pole with a smaller bernet man who was whimpering and ... Crying?
She saw he carried a gun and thought that would be usfull for what she was about to do. So she swiftly walked over to the blond man who didn't notice her intill she spoke.
"Ahem, excuse me, sir?" She said as clearly and solidly as possible.
The man turned in his head and when he saw her his eyes widened then turned to a glare. The small man who seemed Italian let out a small wimper.
She raised an eyebrow at the brunet, but said nothing. " May I please see your gun? I will return it to you once I'm done." I nodded toward the crowd.
The German man looked at me suspiciously " Vas for?"
Caitie sighed " What ever the reason, I'm not sure, all I know is I need to get that crowd in order." She hold out her hand.
The man thought for a moment and handed her the gun and she took it expertly.
" Thank you," and with that she walked off towards the crowd leaving her brother with the two men watching in curiosity.
'BANG' 'BANG' 'BANG'
Every thing fell silent and the girls and the few boys turned their attention to Caitie who had the gun. The teachers stepped back knowing Caitie would take care of the situation, even though she did have a gun... (O-O... Wut?)
"EVERY ONE!" She boomed. " THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? STEP AWAY FROM WHAT EVER OBJECT YOU ARE ATTACKING!" She ordered and with an even louder booming voice " NOW!"
Every one scrsmbled away, no one messed with an angry Caitie, unless of course you were close. Or an idiot.
They revealed three balled up objects. They were men.. One of them had a oldish looking bomber jacket with the number 50 on it the second wore a green military outfit, third a man with stunning white hair, he must have been an albino. They all looked ruffled up but with close inspection they were unharmed.
They all stood up wary of all the girls and looked up to their savior.
But Caitie paid no mind to the three stunning men. She lifted the gun once more and 'BANG' " CLASS! NOW!"
All the students scrambled out of the cafetiria to their separate classes.
Dallas and Caitie had no idea why these people were so speacal even with their mind blowing looks but they were people just like them so they will treat them as such.
"Kesesesese! That was awesome! But not as awesome as me!" the albino man cackled.
"HA HA HAA! That was cool! Now I can eat! I'm starved!" The bomber jacket man said heading towards the lunch ladies.
" You just ate you bloody git!" The other man chided. He had huge eyebrows! Like holy cow! Is that possible? The British man turned to me, " thank you for all your help."
Caitie nodded. " no big deal, just... If y'all need any thing just give me a shout and I'll sort it out. My names Caitie and that's Dallas over there..." she said looking at her brother.
" Thank you, " he nodded a bit surprised the she had a slight Texan accent.
Caitie looked at the five strang men. " So, what are you guys doing here? Why are y'all so special?"
" Kesesesese! Because we are awesome that's why!" the albino man cut in.
Caitie just nodded curtly and turned towards the German. " Here." she place the gun in his hand. "Take care." Not going to deep in the subject, she'll figure it out later.
And with that the twins both walked off side by side towards their next class deep in thought.
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Caities POV
As soon as I dropped my little brother off I stalked smoothly to my class with ear buds in my ears listening to dubstep on max. Oblivious of my surroundings. I suddenly bumped into a large ( well large for me at least) object.
"Ack, pardon me. Sorry." I mumbled looking up taking my ear buds out. It was another good looking man, he looked weird to me with his some what beard, he seemed suspicious and.... Why was he peeking in the girls bathroom? Did he lose something? I wonder if I can help....
"Onhonhon~ it is all right little kitten~! " He patted my head and I brushed off and I glared at him with burning eyes. This man was some how like the other men in the cafeteria... They were all different from a normal person some how, who are they?
" Who are you callin lil'?" I said giving him the best murderus glare I could muster.
" You, of course! You are very small, oui? Your so cute!" He chuckled and put his hand back on my head.
" What in the world?! Cute?? " I choked out, a bit flustered. But I shook my head. It was a lie, it always was. When ever some one told me I was beautiful or 'cute' it was always a lie, they only said these things to tear me down, or get something out of her or even get closer to her brother. Every one loved her brother. He was 'cool' and ' mysterus ' every girl fell for him. But I had no idea why, he was only shy... Why am I not cool? Why does no one want to be around me for me? I shook my head again coming back to the present. I felt hurt, how dare he? I glared and shook him off. " Go screw yerself some place else perv," I walked of as cooly as possible getting torn up on the inside . Damn jerk, why did he try to hurt me like that?
"Wait! Mon ami! " he turned me around by the shoulder.
" WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT DAMNIT!" I shouted. God I hated him, why was he stalling me? What the hell does he want??
He looked at me surprised as if noticing the hurt in my eyes.
" Sorry mon ami..." he backed off. He went back to the bathroom and hid in the place where I bumped into him. (Oh I see. okay... that frog)
What? What did that mean? I wish i knew french. He let me go and I turned and stalked off quickly not caring what it ment any more.
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Dallas. POV
My big sister (even if we are twins we call each other big sister or little brother) dropped me off at my class and we nodded our silent good byes.
I walked in the classroom and I heard a few squeals. I looked over to see a group of girls hovering over another girl drawing something. Curiosity consumed me but... I didn't want to bother them. What if the got mad? That wouldn't be good. But wanted to know so bad. It's just a picture... I sighed and shook my head walking over to my familiar desk in the very back of the rooms corner farthest from the door. I sat and stared out the window listening to the room. The teacher wasn't there. Why not? And the giggling and sqealing girls were talking about... England? What the hell? This was English class, not history... But wait what? There talking about.... Oh god no... Yaoi..... No... I'm in hell. I have been introduced to 'Yaoi' some where in the first few weeks of school. And it's only a few weeks till he was introduced to the horrid thing. God now he had to listen to it. At least he wasn't in the middle of it. Wait... The picture, what was the picture? God no. Please god, if you love me please please PLEASE, don't let me be apart of it this time.
Just like on que the girls looked over to him and he tensed, Even when he couldn't see them he could still feel their gleaming eyes boaring over him.
Crap,
He heard hushed voices and giggles and little whine of protest from Bailey who drew the picture.
Then he heard scampering feet clumsily coming over towards him.
He wondered why he had to be the only guy in the freaking class. It really did suck. There was about 17 girls in the class. It wasn't heaven like some other guys would like it was annoying most of the time. He always ended up in the middle of things. Some times if he were lucky the girls had other things on their minds. But not today.
"Dallas! Berry drew something for you bro! " A girl named Sarah exclaimed and hopped over holding a piece of paper not showing me what it is.
"No I didn't! You told me To draw it!!" Bailey wailed face flustered.
Sarahs eyes gleamed, "But you so enjoyed it when you were drawing it!" She started cackling.
Bailey turned red and started mumbling under her breath.
"So any way," Sarah plopped the picture in front of him. "So, what do you think? Pretty cool huh? " She snickered.
I stared at it blankly then my face slowly turned red... Oh god... I quickly looked away once I realized what it exactly was.
It was two men making out but not just any men... God no... Me and that guy with the stunning eyebrows... Oh god no please... Why? Why me? I cry on the inside.
"W-why'd you d-draw this?" I asked looking out the window trying not to make eye contact.
There was another cackle "You better say you like it bro, your gunna make Berry cry." she gestured to the girl who looked like she was on the brink of tears. Bailey seemed to be very sensitive. If some one got mad at her she would give a stream of apologies and tears.
I didn't want her to cry, I'd feel bad. What was I supposed to do?
"Bailey, it looks really g-good...." I looked at her and then she smiled sweetly wiping away some tears that have not fallen.
"You think it looks good huh?" Sarah snickers and the girls around her giggled.
Great.. Just great.... I could feel my face turning red with embarrassment.
"Then you can keep it!" Sarah shoved the picture in my back pack cackling.
Before I could take the thing out of my backpack some one walked through the door.
"Alright you bloody gits! In your seat, now! I am your new English teacher!"
(awkward)
Last edited by Honda Kiku on September 14th 2012, 10:49 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : Mistakes... many, many mistakes.. and a few details.)
