Oppisites of Sanity
A Story by the Sinclair Siblings: Joey (Joefish), Trisha (Trisha-Black) and Islay (Islay12).
T: What's up?
J: Your Mom!!
I: She's your mom too
J: You're your mom!!
T: Islay can we just cut to the story?
I: Sure
J: Your MOM SAYS SURE!! OWNED!!
T: We own NOTHING!!
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It was a lovely September morning at Admirbird Lane and the sun shone upon the three Sinclair siblings in their sitting room.
Trisha was reading The Deathly Hallows for the 10th time and Joey was playing Quittich World Cup on his Playstation2. Islay was sitting at the computer typing up another Harry Potter fanfiction for her account.
"Hey Joey, pass the chips" said Trisha from the couch.
"Your mom passes the chips!!" yelled Joey in his annoying way. "Pwned N00BE HACK"
Trisha rolled her eyes and put down her book. "Joey will you ever get a life."
"You get a life." Said Joey stuffing his face with Doritos.
"I have one." Said Trisha grabbing the Doritos from her younger chat-speaking brother.
"Then get a better one!!" He rolled over and started laughing and almost screamed, "ROTFL!! ROTFL!! ROTFL!!"
Islay rolled her eyes at her younger siblings and continued typing. Just another typical day for the three Sinclair Siblings.
To look at them you'd think the three siblings were the same age. But they weren't, each of them was exactly 9 months apart. Islay was born in August and was 16 years old. Trisha was born in May and was 15. Joey's birthday hadn't come yet but he was born in November and at the moment was 14 going on 15. The closeness in ages caused many an argument and jokes mostly about sometimes Islay seemed to be 2 years older than Joey when they were really just 18 months apart.
The three of them looked similar but the differences were still there. They were all tall and well built for their ages; and they all had straight hair and the same nose. They all had a size 9 foot but Joey's was considered a size 8 men's. All of them had long lashes and an affinity for the Harry Potter series.
Islay had brown eyes usually framed with mascara covered eyelashes and green, blue or purple eye shadow. Her nose was lightly dusted with freckles and a few minor blemishes (she was of course a teenager) were seen on her forehead. Her hair went down to her mid-back and it was mostly light brown but with subtle highlights of red and dark blonde. She was a slight introvert but was very silly and goofy; and when it came to literature she was all over it.
Trisha was blue eyed and covered her face beneath a mask of cosmetics. Usually in the pinks and lavenders. She had not a single freckle and a flawless completion (for which Islay loathed her). Her hair was shoulder length blonde and was streaked with lavender dye. She was a big socialite and had already had 16 different boyfriends.
Joey was a blue eyed guy with movie star good looks. A few freckles didn't distract from the messy skater boy blond hair on his head. He was an athlete and loved competition but he got angry very easily.
Islay was typing up another fanfiction for her account while she was thinking about it otherwise it might never get done. Trisha and Joey also had fanfiction accounts but only used them for reviewing and such. Islay on the other hand wanted to become a writer when she grew up and wanted as much practise at writing stories as she could. Also writing Harry Potter fanfiction taught her to pay attention to what she was reading and extract facts and also the value of good research. So while she was typing every so often she would switch windows back and forth between WikiPotter, Mugglenet and other sites with Harry Potter information.
"Hey Joey!" said Islay, "What's the address of that website with the profiles of the 4 founders? I need a bit more information on Godric Gryffindor for my Rowena Ravenclaw Insight story."
"Trisha knows, she's the one who goes crazy over him." Joey said from the floor, already back on his game of Norway vs. Romania.
Trisha scowled at Joey and said impertinently, "Not true, I go 'crazy' as you say over Sirius Black, not Godric Gryffindor."
Joey scored his 45th goal against Romania, "Whatever, they're both at least 40 years old."
Trisha whacked Joey on the arm and as he was fake-crying she told Islay the address of the site.
Islay typed it in but at the end added an extra "titb" and she clicked enter without realizing her mistake.
A strange unfamiliar homepage opened up in front of her. It was a white screen with curling looped font. The title was 'Travel into the Books'. A small black box labelled 'login' was sitting right under the title.
"Hey Trish, something's not right, the homepage is different." Said Islay calling her siblings over to the computer screen. "The info site isn't here."
Trisha frowned, "Well that's weird."
Joey jumped up, "Your mom is weird!"
Trisha slapped his head lightly and took the mouse from Islay and clicked login.
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I: I think that was a rather good introduction
T: It was alright
J: Your mom is alright!!
I: Would you just shut up Joey??
J: You shut up!!
I: Umm, your mom shuts up?
J: Ha, you can't do it right, hacked!
I: In the name of mini raviolis would you just shut up!!