Hello! Welcome to the world of Minecraft: Story Mode– except it's 2016 and it takes place in a high school setting! Tbh I think I still need to work on the chapters a bit, but screw it! And yes, both Jesses are here :)

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Thanks for reading!

-Crystal ✿

[**NOTE: This Minecraft: Story Mode is rated T due to slang, swearing, possible inappropriate jokes, and possible heavy topics. Please read with caution!

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This story is based on some concept art by pifemoteddy on DeviantArt/romaheroic on Tumblr! Go check them out!

"Jesse!" called out the dark brown-haired woman who grabbed a box from a high shelf. "Do you have everything you need?"

"Yes, mom! All I need is Jess's bag!"

"Find your sister, then!"

The brown-haired boy went off and looked around the small, cozy house for his sister. Since she bore the same name as he, he simply called her Jess. "Jess! Where are you?"

"I'm upstairs! Just saying goodbye to the house..."

Jesse smiled lightly, softly walking upstairs as to not disturb her. When he reached the attic that had been their room, he looked across, finding her gazing out the window. Her hands were leaning on their large desk and a feel of serenity was encircling the both of them. He walked up to her, placing his hand on her shoulder as they both looked outside. The sun was setting and lit the fields with a glowing amber color.

"... I'll miss the farm. Do you think Reuben will still watch over us in the city, Jay?" The boy turned to steal a glance at his sister who was staring longingly at the sunset.

"Of course he will. He came with us everywhere we went. Even in the city."

Female Jesse quietly laughed. "Do you think they'll mix us up? Having the same name and all?"

Male Jesse smirked and exhaled in amusement. "They always will. But I call you Jess and you call me Jay. They'll grow onto those nicknames. Besides, you're called Jesse more than I am."

Jess rolled her eyes. "They always misspell it, though. 'Jessie' with an i. Well, I guess it'll be how they distinguish the difference between us on paper. Also, I'm just going to say 'Jesse' and not 'Jay.' That nickname is reserved for you and me only. I'll stay with Jess." She stuck out her tongue playfully.

"We've stayed in the city before, and this will be no problem for the both of us. Petra's living in the city now, and Olivia is studying there, too! Axel's also in the city. They're there if we need any help. I know we can handle it. We're partners-in-crime, not to mention twin siblings! We'll be an unstoppable team!"

She grinned and placed her hands on her hip confidently. "Yeah. We'll always be together, inexorable!"

Jesse's eyes widened and he smirked even wider. "That's a new word. I don't think I can even say it."

"I've been catching up on my vocabulary."

"Heh, well, you should probably finish your goodbyes to the fields and then put your stuff in the car. It's going to be a bumpy ride."

He turned to walk away and was about to when Jess grabbed his shoulder and expressed a reflective demeanor. "Say the last goodbye with me? I know you'll miss this place as much as I will."

He sighed and held her hand, facing the window again. She knew him too well. Maybe that was a benefit from being twins.

After a moment of silence, they backed away from the window and started down the stairs. It was time to leave.

~*Ω*~

The ride from the peaceful, forested countryside to the busy city atmosphere was most certainly bumpy. The road hadn't been repaired in ages, leaving multiple potholes and crevices in the ground. It was alright for the Jesse twins, though. They listened to their favorite music, played games, and even admired the view outside the large family van. "Boring" was not a word they recognized. Every moment with them was exciting and suspenseful. Whether it was playing hopscotch or lying on the couch, they had a way to make it fun in more than fifteen different ways.

The three-hour ride (which should have been one hour but wasn't due to the condition of the road) didn't even seem like three hours to them. It had seemed more like half an hour, which disappointed them, seeing as they were having so much fun. Their driver hadn't noticed the time fluttering by either, as he had been listening to the twins and laughing along with them. Of course, he charged them extra for the gas, but he offered them a fee waiver for the joy he had received. Happily, they accepted and thanked him.

Taking all of their bags and extra things out from the car, they admired the residence they stood in front of.

It was an apartment building, the outside seeming outdated and dilapidated– but when they entered the building, it was one of the most beautiful places they had ever seen (although it could not compare to one of their parents' friend's place). A glass chandelier hung from the ceiling, and white quartz and marble tiles were aligned in a pattern that resembled a star on the floor. The front desk was made out of wood (Jess assumed it was oak wood from the pattern) and had a sort of waterfall effect on the side. The walls were all a sort of cream color and had a glaze-like look to them.

They brought their bags upstairs with some help from the receptionist and the elevator and attempted to find the room they were searching for. Not long after that, they found the room and knocked three times.

"Hello? Auntie?" Jess brought her ear to the door and listened carefully, waiting for the sound of footsteps or a voice.

"She should be home by now," remarked Jesse as he looked at his watch. 9:00 PM. "Should we call her?"

"Yeah. Is your phone on you? Mine is in my carry-on, and I don't feel like taking it out."

"I got it." Jesse pulled his Cloud out and tapped in his password before pressing the small device to the side of his face. "Hopefully she picks up. She usually does."

Ring, ring.

Ring, ring.

"... Hello? Is that you, Jesse, dear?"

"Oh, Aunt Carrie! Yes, this is Jesse, the boy."

"If you're calling about the room, please wait a little bit longer! I'm stuck in traffic and the rain isn't helping either. I don't remember if I told your mother or not, but I'm coming home from out of state. I'm about an hour away from the apartment, so please have the receptionist open the door for you!"

"Alright. Do you need to talk with the receptionist or... do I just ask her?"

"Give the phone to her, I need to tell her my door password. Oh, and please tell her your name; she needs to register you two and confirm who you are."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Carrie. I'll pass the phone on to the receptionist." He muted himself on the phone and signaled to Jess, indicating he would be back soon. She nodded and stayed in the middle of the hall, watching over their stuff.

Going downstairs using the elevator, Jesse unmuted the call and held it to the lady behind the front desk. "My name is Jesse Ryder and my sister is also Jesse- this is my aunt on the phone." The receptionist seemed to understand, grabbing the phone and talking to Aunt Carrie. After a minute of talking and verifying, the lady pulled out a pair of keycards and normal keys, scanning them underneath a machine attached to her computer. Four beeps were heard and the lady held the items out to Jesse, including his phone, who took them with a relieved exhale.

"Thank you," he breathed and then left to return to Jess.

Jesse gave a keycard and a normal key to Jess and they opened the door, dragging their bags in. Once they finished bringing in their stuff, they admired the abnormally large rooms and the perfection of the decoration.

"I forgot how much Auntie loved her ornate objects," commented Jess as she bent down to look closely at an intricately carved vase. "Everything is always so glam for her."

"Only she would buy a room in an apartment that looks like it was ravaged by elephants on the outside," chuckled Jesse. "Guess this really works with the adage, 'Looks are not always what they seem.'"

"Or 'Don't judge a book by its cover.'"

"Yeah, that works too."

Jess straightened herself out and stretched. "We better unpack our stuff and organize everything. Heaven knows how much we have stored away in one bag."

"Okay," nodded Jesse, "let's get started. Maybe we can even surprise Aunt Carrie with something when we're done?"

"With what?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, a gift? Dinner? We can clean the apartment?"

"Let's just get our stuff arranged before we do anything else, how about that?"

"Alright, alright!"

Bringing all of their bags to the room the two of them were sharing, they started opening all of their bags. How they knew which room was theirs even though Aunt Carrie bought this place a month ago? A piece of paper taped on a door with "The Jesses' room" in blue marker.

"First off, we should decide which side we want," listed off Jesse. "Then we should probably move this bed over here so we don't accidentally hit this bar."

"Smart thinking, Jay."

"I try."

"Oh, school starts on Wednesday, right?"

"Mhm."

Jess started to push the bed over to the adjacent wall and threw her backpack on the bed. "I'll call this side, you can get the side next to the bathroom." Immediately she grabbed her carry-on and flipped it over, all of her clothes and amenities and such pouring out from the small luggage. "If we want to visit Axel and Olivia tomorrow and Petra on Tuesday, we have to get all of our stuff ready. It's Saturday night right now, so if we work quickly and efficiently we can get Monday all to ourselves and we can walk around town and see what changed, maybe even buy some things to bring back for Mother and Father when Fall week comes."

"Sounds good to me."

Jesse and Jess started organizing their clothes and setting up their necessities, listening to music while they were at it. At one point, they even sang along to Spongebob as they passed around clothes and tools on a clothesline- the ultimate lameness within them.

Within two hours, they had everything set up and neatly put away, and now all they had to do was wait for Aunt Carrie.

Jesse glanced at his watch as he sat on his bed. "It's been two hours. Aunt Carrie said she was an hour away from here. I guess traffic is really bad today?"

Jess looked up at him from her side of the room. "I'm guessing she's on the main Interstate. Earlier, I read an article talking about a major crash on the freeway. Let me double check." Reaching for her phone on her nightstand, she scrolled through a few things with her index finger and stopped when she found it.

"Apparently, they're still trying to solve the traffic, so they have a temporary ramp that leads into another freeway which goes around the crash."

They sat quietly, occasionally looking up to see if anything changed.

"I hope she's okay."

Jess raised her eyebrows and nodded at the boy who was staring at his palms. "She'll be fine." Looking up at the clock hung above the center of the doorway, she jerked her head towards the door. It's 11:30. "Come on, let's go for a walk. I think we need some fresh air after being cooped up in the car and in here."

"Right behind you."

As they grabbed their jackets and were about to walk out, Jess peeled the paper on their door off and flipped it over, pulling a pen out of her bag.

Out for a walk. We'll be back soon! :) -Jesses

Leaving it where Aunt Carrie would notice it, they both closed the door behind them.

~*Ω*~

"The town is still pretty, isn't it, Jess?"

"Yeah... Hey, remember that store over there!?" Jess excitedly pointed at a small liquor store far down the street and turned her head to Jesse. He squinted his eyes, trying to follow where she was pointing at, and gasped. "Do you think he's there?"

"I don't know, let's go and see!" She grabbed his hand before he could say anything and ran across the street after looking both ways.

This was where Jesse had a better chance to look at his sister in the moonlight. Her black hair was silky and lustrous in the dark, and her bright green eyes pierced through anything. Her pale skin was only rivaled by the sands of Florida, both warm and soft. The slender figure that worked so well with her personality was stronger than he was altogether. Her red lips were like wine- although he knew his twin sister had never gone out with anybody or was interested in others, she would be addictive to anyone she kissed. He was proud of his sister, his mirror reflection. He loved her with all his heart and would protect her with all of his might.

Jess bust the door open and dragged Jesse in, whipping her head to the left. The bell that hung overhead rang violently as the glass door slammed shut.

"... Hello, there."

"Dave!" exclaimed the two simultaneously. They both ran up to the tall, tan-skinned man and wrapped their arms around him, only able to reach up to his rib cage.

The man chuckled and patted their backs, persuading them to let go of him. "How have you two been?"

"We've been doing well," replied Jess, adding a little hand gesture. "School's starting soon, so we're just making the most out of the time left."

"We just came back to the city today," threw in Jesse, who put his hands in the pockets of his jacket. "and Aunt Carrie isn't back yet, so we decided to go for a little walk."

"At this time of night?" laughed Dave. "You two are the craziest kids I've ever known."

"Don't forget, we're not exactly kids anymore!" grinned Jess.

Jesse held up a hand. "We're fifteen, remember? Sophomores. Sixteen in May."

"You're still kids compared to me," said Dave as he noogied male Jesse. "I'm over thirty, don't you forget that."

"By the way, where were you last year?" asked Jess, who looked up to make eye contact with the man. "When we came here, the store was closed the entire time. Did you go on vacation?"

Dave shrugged. "I wasn't on vacation but I had a chance to do some studies in Canada. It's very beautiful up there. I even met the nicest little girl who gave me a small pin that was shaped like a bear."

"How old was the girl?" Jesse asked as he fixed his jacket.

"She was twelve. So innocent."

Jess smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Was she nicer than me?"

"Pfft," chortled Dave, "way nicer! You're a little mischievous demon, missy!" He winked and Jess, in response, feigned a hurt expression and tears in her large, forest green eyes. "Dave, I thought we were friends...!"

"Now don't you go making those puppy eyes on me, that won't work and you know that too," Dave smirked and put his hands on his waist proudly.

Jess scoffed and dramatically flipped her hair over her shoulder. She couldn't help but smile despite her attempt to stay in character.

Jesse's phone started to ring in his jacket pocket and Jess flicked her eyes to him. "Um, sorry, let me just take this call really quickly," he said under his breath, turning his back to the two of them.

"Hello...?"

"Dear, come home, please. It's almost twelve. Where are you?"

"We're at Dave's store, Aunt Carrie. We'll come home right now."

"Alright. Oh, and tell Dave I said hi."

"Okay." He ended the call.

"Jess?" He put his phone away and looked over his shoulder. "We have to go back. Aunt Carrie is worried for us."

"Awh, alright..." Jess reluctantly fixed her jacket and a slight pout could be seen on her lips.

"By the way, Aunt Carrie says hi to you, Dave."

Dave smiled and nodded once. "Tell her I said hi as well. Also, she should come here more often and buy things from me."

"Alright, I gotcha," laughed Jesse. The twins walked to the door and waved one last time to the dark-haired man before leaving the store, the bell ringing above them.

~*Ω*~

"Oh, you two are still adorable!" cooed Aunt Carrie as she dropped the bags of souvenirs onto the table. "Ah, I love your skirt, darling!"

Knowing she was the one being referred to, Jess smiled. "Thanks, Auntie. Your blouse is very beautiful, as well. So, where out of state did you go to?"

"I was on the ocean for a while, about 100 miles from the coast if I remember correctly. I took a boat from California to Mexico and did some business there and then came back to Cali and worked with a man to raise money for a charity event." Aunt Carrie smirked and exhaled lightly. She put some things into a small reusable bag and tied the bag. "It was on a whim, too... It was an impromptu move on my part. I hadn't planned to be out for more than a week, but I was out for almost three. That's why I came home so late. I'm sorry, you two."

"It's alright, Aunt Carrie. None of your actions is rash," assured Jesse. "You have good intentions."

"Thank you, dear. That means a lot to me when you say that." Aunt Carrie smiled softly and turned her head to look at them. "You know, you two are more precious to me than anything else in the world. I'm so glad my sister decided to have children. I'm also glad you two like to stay here with me during the school year. Your aunt Sophia, uncle John, and uncle Brandon are all great people, but it makes me happy you chose me to stay with." She winked.

"We love you a lot, Auntie!" Jess smiled brightly and hugged the light-haired woman. "You're the best aunt anyone could want."

Jesse gladly joined in the hug and snuggled his face in the crook of his aunt's neck. "Only you can make great cupcakes. Mom isn't exactly the best with frosting."

Aunt Carrie laughed and hugged them back. "I'll make some cupcakes for you two to bring when you go back to school. What flavor would you like?"

The two looked at each other over their aunt's bosom and raised eyebrows. "Red velvet?" they both said in unison. Aunt Carrie smiled and patted their heads. "Alright, red velvet cupcakes it is then! Would you two like to help me? You'll have to wake up plenty early to make them, however."

"We're going to be at Petra's on Tuesday," Jesse told his aunt. "I don't know if we'll come home in time to get enough sleep."

"Hmm, well, that's alright! You'll still get a few rounds of cupcakes for everyone you want to share them with!"

"Thank you, Aunt(ie) Carrie!" said the twins, who then left to get some sleep. It was already past midnight. Knowing the rules of their aunt, they had already dispersed into their respective beds after brushing their teeth and changing into night clothes.

Aunt Carrie was left behind in the dining room, checking off a list of ingredients for the cupcakes.

Her pen stopped mid-sentence and she smiled, closing her eyes. "... Those kids."