Adventures in Elevator Stopping: Chapter 1
I could hear my sister's panting breath just ahead of me. I could feel my sister's too-tight grip on my wrist. That'll definitely leave a mark. I hurried to keep up with Claire, my slightly more athletic twin. Okay. Slightly may have been an over exaggeration on my part. Claire was an all star, that girl that every girl at school envied for her easy popularity, open personality, and inevitable close relationships with the athletic guys. Claire played lacrosse, soccer, and to top it off, she was a phenomenal dancer. To everyone else, she was absolutely perfect, but being so up close and personal with her, you could see how much that athletic persona bothered her. A lot of girls just wanted to be her friend so they could be popular and she had been hurt many times because of a "social climber". I think it also bugged her that so many guys at our school thought of her as their little sister, though she'd never admit that to anyone, not even me. To be honest, while I definitely love who I am and have loads of self confidence, I was just a little jealous of my Claire-bear. She was a nice height, 5'5", just a few comfy inches shorter than the majority of the guys at our school, with very fit build, and long wavy auburn hair that framed her sweetheart face and her wide hazel green eyes. I was especially jealous of her flat toned tummy and light tan. I was the same height, but I had skin the color of almond milk. My hair was just as long but it hung in kinky ringlets and was so light blonde it almost looked white. My eyes were dark blue sometimes, but also green other times. Some people told me they changed, but I suppose I wouldn't know. Our clothing sizes were the same, but where Claire was all muscle, I was a little soft. Our daddy nicknamed us Sonny and Luna since she was like sunshine and I was like moonlight.
Sometimes I miss him, especially since mom passed just a little after, but Uncle Mark was always there for us. He was a little young to be our uncle, around 30, considering the fact that we're 17, but he was mom's baby brother. He totally supported us and he even tolerated us cramping his bachelor-style. And we occasionally helped him on the rent. Okay. We paid for his new flat after we all agreed we couldn't share one bed and sectional couch. Uncle Mark was from mom's side of the family and they were your everyday middle class Californians. Daddy, however, was a little higher up, socially. Dad was the sole heir to the Valentine fortune and I frequently joked that he was the Draco Malfoy of the US and mum was his Hermione Granger. (Yes. I ship Dramoine.) His parents were totally against mom 'cause she wasn't a "blue-blood" but after meeting her, they couldn't deny how amazing she is. If I had to compare her to someone, she'd be Grace Kelly, hands down, scarf and all. They were young and in love and thus, Sonny and Luna were born.
Oh! Jeez! I totally meant to use this time to tell you about how we met- you know, I'll surprise you with that one, you wouldn't believe me without the full story anyways. Where was I again? Oh, yeah, running down the hallway. Away from HIM. This "him" was our dearest building manager. He was going on and on about how there are "absolutely no, under any circumstances, parties after midnight" and we are absolutely in violation. So, being the children that we are on the inside, we ran thinking if he didn't catch us now, we wouldn't get in trouble. She just barely caught the elevator and yanked me inside. I think perhaps seeing my body catapulted into the wall may have been a little too much for the elevator's current occupant, because she looked us up and down before clucking her tongue and squeezing out the elevator just as it shut in the manager's face. We collapsed on top of each other giggling and panting and there was a little bit of dying on my part. The elevator dinged as we slowed to a halt and several pairs of shoes were suddenly right in front of my face, but Claire and I were still so entangled that we didn't even move to right ourselves until the alarm went off. It started screeching so loud I totally expected my ears to start bleeding. I looked over at Claire and she looked about ready to vomit. And as suddenly as it started, it stopped. It was completely silent as we all tried to stand back up and regain our hearing. I heard Claire gasp first. And the second I looked up, I could see exactly why.
ANNNND SCENE!
So there's yet another first page to a story. I know. I'm horrid at keeping up with the stories. But this time it'll be different! My sister is beta reading and helping me with the plot! SO maybe i'll finally finish one of these, yeah? As always, I look forward to any questions, comments, or concerns and welcome any suggestions for the story! If any one has cute little catch phrases that the Boys have like "Vas Happenin'?" please Please PLEASE cause i havent quite reached the level of superfan yet. See you next chapter :)