Just A Shadow
So we all know the famous Alexandria B. Seville. We are familiar with Annabell Seville. But what about that third munk? What about Braden? Do we truly know him? I don't think so. A shadow of his sisters' this chipmunk, different from his family in every way- is ready for some limelight. Look out girls!
Braden frowned as he looked at the family calendar. There was Alex's Talent Show, Annabell's Kindergarten Graduation, The Girls Benefit Concert.
The calendar was jammed packed with his sisters' events and important dates but as he flipped through the months, not one thing was for him. Not even his birthday- that he shared with his twin sister. She was the favorite. He didn't get why. But seeing Alex's 14th Birthday in big letters tore him apart inside.
His eyes turned cold as he started to have flashbacks of younger childhood memories.
The time Alex tricked him into going around the world. Alvin and Brittany swore there would be consequences and never followed through. Braden himself just got scolded at for not being responsible.
And the time Alex was kidnapped. Love and praise for the little angel. Cold shoulders for the older brother.
His own parents were trying to get rid of him. And he was finished pushing that fact aside.
He ran upstairs and pulled out his suitcase shoving things desperately inside. He slammed in shut and ran out onto the balcony staring up into the stars. "Alex thinks she's unloved? She has no idea." He muttered. His eyes widened as a shooting star came into view.
He whispered softly "You know what I wish? I wish sometimes that I didn't even exist. The world would be better off without Braden Seville." He paused for a moment and chuckled. "But- it's just a dumb old wish on a star. A story mom's tell their kids, to make them think dreams really do come true…"
He slummed back inside and collapsed on his bed watching his fan go spinning around and round. He started to sing quietly "You spin me right round, baby right round. Like a record baby…" his eyes drooped shut and he fell into a deep sleep.
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Braden cringed as the sunlight shined on his glasses creating a vivid glare. He sat up and groaned rubbing his head "Ugh… what happened?"
"You wished you didn't exist!" came an overly cheerful, somewhat familiar voice.
Braden cocked an eyebrow and looked over to see his Uncle Theodore standing in the corner of the room. "Uncle Theo? What are you doing here? And why are you dressed like that?"
Theodore chuckled "See, to you I'm your Uncle. But I'm really your guardian angel."
Braden rolled his eyes "Right. Whatever you say… at least that explains the idiotic costume." He paused "Say, if your an angel, where are your wings?"
"Haven't earned them yet."
He nodded slowly "I'm gonna go get breakfast."
"Don't believe me hey? I told you Braden. You don't exist. Take a good look around- this is a guest room. Not yours." Theodore called as Braden ran down stairs.
He slid to a stop when he reached the living room. Standing in front of the TV was Alex practicing the dance moves to 'Single Ladies'
"Ready Annabell? Anna? Anna! Get out of the kitchen- and get over here!"
"Coming!" came her voice. As she ran next to Alex- not only did she run right through Braden. But she looked around 14.
He gulped hard. Annabell was Alex's twin.
Theodore appeared behind him munching on cheese balls "They can't see or hear you Braden. And as you probably already guessed- Annabell replaced you as Alex's younger twin sister."
"So- Alex finally got to be the oldest." He sighed. "Where's Mom and Dad?" He stared at the two Chipettes' as they swung their hips and sang in flawless harmonies. He couldn't help but feel envious.
Theodore grabbed his shoulder softly "We have lot's more to see…"