This is...kinda based on me. Im all happy and stuff sure. But everyone gets depressed. This was my creation with I was angry or upset. Just random.
Reviews are welcome! Flames...haven't got any yet, but hopefully I didn't jinx myself!
Ahh crap, just read! Plz?
Saturdays. The only day of the week that actually means something to me. The day my mothers out of the house, my older sister is out with her friends, and my twin trying to kill me. Yes, you read that right.
"But Trinity! I wanna,"
"Noooo. I just want to read today. Find Mike and have him test it out."
"No! He's not allowed to see us annymore."
I turned from the fridge I was looking in, to her.
She stood and had her hands behind her back.
BING!BING!BING!
Number one sign that Charity has done something? Her hands are behind her back.
"What do you mean?" I asked slowly, walking up to her.
"Welll, remember last weekend? When I built the slide of ultimate doom that would have been totally cool painted pink! But someone had to use,
"CHARITY!"
"Right. Well, long story short, he fell through."
I stared at her blankly as she giggled abit.
"It was funny at first, but, then he started crying, and turns out he broke his leg."
I cracked a smile at that. Mike? Crying because he broke his leg.
I scoffed. "So he's not allowed to 'play' with you?"
She held her slim pale finger up. "Correction! Mike isn't allowed to play with 'us'." she gestured to herself then me.
I shrugged. "I thought we were sixteen, not six. But whatever floats his mothers boat. Did he actually cry?"
She giggled again nodding. "Thats why I laughed at first!"
I nodded and walked up to my room. My family was to weird. Ever since my dad left, mom's been dating. And lets just hope she doesn't decide to marry the next person who walks throught the door.
Her long red hair and light blue eyes gave her a classy look. And she dressed very modern for a woman of 36. Ehh, she had us young. Go puch a magician if you have a problem with it!
Willow, my oldest sister was a spitting image of our mom. Only her eyes were green, like our dads. She was your average 19 year old local college student. Scolarships comming in like air.
Mom couldn't be more proud. Neither could Charity. But me? Im jealous. Both my sisters were excellent at school. I sucked at everything except English and Japanese.
Which brings me to my next sibling. Charity Marie Hart. Her hair was a beatiful golden blond, big green eyes, and a loveable personality. She was the pride and joy of my father. They look exactly alike.
She was favorited with my dad's mother, Grandma Lucy, because she looked like her when she was younger.
And Im the anti-social, rude, sarcastic emo that didn't belong in this happy little circle. Sure, Charity and I are twins, but were faternal.
Unlike my sisters golden locks or my mothers blood red hair, I got whacked with the crap stick. Literally. I have dark brown hair, pale skin and, one brown eye and one blue. I was the second in the family to have Heterochromia, apparently my mothers grandfather was born with the same thing.
Mother thinks its the most stunning thing in the world. I disagree. She wasnt the one being teased because she was different.
And I was the youngest. Born two minutes after Charity. Everyone seemed to fit in the family well, but me. I was literally the odd one out.
So why not make that self proclaimed title true? My dark brown hair faded into black tips. My bangs were black also with a sole neon pink streak.
And although mother doesn't agree with tatoos, she ccould care less about peircings. Nose, lip and four holes in each ear were some more visible ones. Each a bright gleaming silver.
Charity was your average out going person, that wore skirts but like to get dirty. She defied both girly-ness and tomboy-ish traits. Mix them together and you have Charity.
Her latest obssession was trying to build the coolest thing the world has seen. She hasn't sucseded yet, but I hold out hold for her. Willow has to many friends and school to worry about anything else.
And My crazy obsession? Naruto. It was my favorite pass time to watch vids on youtube, read the mangas and try, to draw them. I was currently re-reading where Deidara captures Gaara!
I sighed out loud. Maybe I was the weird girl everyone preceived me to be. And I think thats why I feel such a connection to Kisame.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by my mother screaming downstairs.
"OHH TRINITY! CHARITY! DARLINGS COME DOWN HERE AMINUTE PLEASE?"
Darlings? A boyfriend had made it home with her already. I sighed and before slipping out to door, I checked my appearance.
Navey tank top. Baggy black caprees. Black bow keeping my long hair in a bun. Bangs pushed to the right. Its all good.
I grabbed my manga book and bounded downstairs. "Coming!" And I ran right into Charity. She was covered, head to toe in dark red paint.
I opened my mouth to comment but she held up a hand, oddly quiet. Another sign that something was up with her.
I nodded and saluted her. She rolled her eyes and walked calmly to her room, slamming the door.
"TRINITY! CHARITY! AM I TALKING TO WALLS HERE?" I rolled my eyes. My mother was so impatient.
I got to the bottom, clearly not suppost to hear Willows quiet statement. But I did.
She scoffed. "With Trin, you might as well be." It hurt.
But I had built a permanent wall around myself, and I'd be damned if anyone would break it. Especially someone I was growing to resent.
Mother rolled her eyes and caught mine, ablivious to how much that affected me. "Trin! There you are! Where's your Twin?" I sighed.
"Shes, kinda in abit of, a mess right now." I said lamely as I looked from mom to the person beside her.
She followed my line of vision and smirked. Red flags went up. My mother never, smirked. She was already acting differently. Something she always did depending on the guy.
"Trinity, this is Chad McGrey. He works at the mechanic shop downtown. We used to know each other!" she gushed. I only nodded and toke a step up on the stairs. Chad smirked when he seen this.
It toke alot of self control to not srew my mouth up and spill my stomach content everywhere. He looked, grungy. And not in the sexy way.
He had shoulder blade length blonde hair. He had deep blue eyes and obviously working on a beard. He wore a plain black shirt, black tight fitting jeans and a tan jacket.
He gave me the creeps when he smirked at me. "So this is the one with the weird eyes?" I stood, totally flabbergasted at that statment. Was he really serious? I waited for my mom to say something, and lets just say Im glad I wasn't holding my breath for that.
"So He's moving in with us!" she exclaimed as I looked around helplessly. Sure she brought boyfriends home, but never had they actually moved in. I was paniced! I looked at Willow to see her totally oblivious, texting on her phone.
Mom was giving me the latest details on their status as a couple and Chad, he just stood there, smirking and looking around.
"So what do you think?" I snapped back to the present and focused on moms face. I didn't hear a word, but I mustered up a fake smile and nodded. "Sounds great! Umm, I gonna go outside, for you know, bye!" I shot out of the door before she could protest.
My life was already falling apart, and the newest addition was just making it crumble all the faster. Before I knew it I was crying, wallowing in my self pity. Maybe this was why everyone called me emo?
I gave a dark watery laugh and wiped my eyes. I looked up to see the sky changing colors. I didn't realize it was that late. Time flys when fate is screwing you over. I sighed and watched as the first star poped into existance.
Remembering when Charity and I were little, we would sit on the pourch with our father, who told us stories before bedtime. One being about the stars. Apparently, when you see the first star pop into the sky, you make a wish.
Psh, like they ever came true. Making kids believe that crap was bull, but even now, as my life was changing, I couldn't help but remember the saying you say before you make a wish.
I stole a quick glance around, making sure no one heard me, and closed my eyes, letting the words pass my lips in a ghost of a wisper.
"Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, to have the wish I wish tonight." I paused, my brows coming together. When I was little I always had a hard time wishing.
Usually they were things like, "I wish I was treated normally," or "I wish my daddy loved me," Childish things like that. But tonight, as a sixteen year old, I was gonna wish for something impossible.
"I wish I was with the people that understand me the most."
I smiled as I gazed up at the full moon, kissing my skin with its soft glow. I never really expected it to come true. And that was my last thought as I fell asleep, laying on the porch, under the watchful gaze of the unwavering moon.
Waking up. I hate it. The only escape for me is my dreams, both day and night ones. I hate having to leave them. This one was especially good! I was talking with Sasori and Deidara about art. You may think this is boring, but I think the three of us could be good friends!
Dreams like those had me in my current situation. Awake, but eyes closed and not moving.
SMACK!
My eyes sprang open and I jerked myself into a sitting position. "WHAT THE HELL!" I shouted as I sprang up. Charity looked at me, her face contorted in minor panic. "TRINITY!" she screamed out, hugging me close.
I was dazed for a minute before pushing her off. "Why did you smack me in the face?" I shouted as she figited and blushed. "I, I thought you were dead." she said as I gave her my blank stare.
She quickly put her hand infront of her, waving them arouund franticly. "Well! You were on the ground! Outside! And you didn't look like you were breathing! And,And, are you bleeding?"
I quirked an eyebrow before I felt something trickle down my chin. I put my hand to it and seen she had torn my lip ring abit. Enough to make it bleed. I rolled my eyes as she started to spout out apoligize.
"It's fine Charity! Geez, its not like it hurts." I mumbled as she halted outside my room. I rolled my eyes and grabed some clothes, heading for my personal bathroom.
After about half an hour, I emerged from the bath in black short, a black tube top that said Akatsuki on it and my favorite necklace. A sole Akatsuki cloud. I sighed to see Charity still in my room only she was holding my sketch book.
I made a quick dive for it, but she moved last minute and I fell to the floor. "Give it back Charity." I said lowly. She looked up from a comic of Deidara and Tobi on it. She looked down at it again but calmly handed it to me. "You've gotten better." she said as I nodded stiffly.
Im pretty sure Charity was the only one to ever peek inside my sketch book and live. She sighed and walked out of my room. I imitated her and followed to the kitchen. "Trinity Marie! What is this about sleeping outside?" my mother asked as soon as I walked in with Charity.
"It was an accident, it wont happen again." I said noncholantly. She shook her head at me and turned back to cooking. Wait, mom? Cooking? Charity seemed to be thinking the same thing as she rushed over to see what was in the frying pan.
"MOM! YOUR COOKING! AND NOT BURNING IT!" she shouted as my mother laughed. "Yep! I finally toke a cooking class! Chad likes a girl that can cook!" she gushed as Charity listened animatedly.
I only sighed and grabed a granola bar. She takes a cooking class for her boyfriend, while her own kids had to make their own way and grow up on fast foods! Thats probably why I'm such a shrimp!
5'1 doesn't look that intimidating. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Willow running in. Her face was red, like she was blushing and looked like she was having a heart attack. Mom and Charity were oblivious. Sigh. I rushed to her side and sat her down.
"Whoa miss dramatic! Whats going on?" I said as she toke in huge gulps of air, holding out her phone. I rose an eyebrow but toke it. I looked on the screen and about laughed.
There on the screen was amazing Sasuke and Itachi cosplayers. But then confusion came in a huge wave. Willow has no idea what Naruto is. Seeing my confused look she finally decided to talk.
"So Stephanie and her sister were at the mall when they ran into these two brothers. They said it was love at first sight! But, long story short, their moving here! Remember the Williamsons? Thats the house! RIGHT NEXT DOOR! EEP!"
I plugged my ears as she ran to tell Charity, snatching her phone away in the process. I was still stunned as I went to my room, walking to my heavily curtained window. Jerking it open my eyes widened as I seen to moving truck in the driveway.
No way. This is just some crazy coincedence! Wishes don't come true, my life is proof enough. If this is a dream, Im about to wake up any minute. But my mind flashed back to when Charity hurt me, and I definatly felt that.
I softy rubbed my nose as I spied, watching for movement. And it wasn't in vain. As I was about to turn away, a seen a head of blond hair running from the front door, another head of grey following closely.
Abit in shock, I jekred my window open to hear what was being shouted. "GET IT AWAY FROM ME HIDAN! I HATE SPIDERS YEAH!" Deidara screeched as Hidan's psycho laughter filled my room.
"Come on blondie! Quit being such a scardy bitch! Even I know daddy long legs cant bite!" he shouted back. Suddenly, a third person was in the chase, following Hidan.
"SEMPAI! DON'T WORRY! EVEN IF IT IS THE MOST POISONES SPIDER EVER, IT CAN'T BITE! SSEEMMMPPAIIII!" Tobi screeched, running after the two. I didn't know if I should laugh or freak out. I fell from my widnow and to my floor, close to passing out.
"This can't be happening! This isn't possible! Their, fictional characters!" I said as a thought came to mind. I kept all my manga on a shelve that completly covered one wall. Looking up my heart almost stopped. All the manga I had collected over the years, was gone.
Now I was hyperventalating. THIS WAS NOT NORMAL! I literally crawled to the window and was suddenly looking at Sasuke. Something about the Williamsons house was that it had almost the same exact floorplan as my house. Only it was bigger. He was sitting on his window seat, much like me and just glared.
At me. I about fainted, but, something in me snapped. I hated when people glared at me, call it a defense mecanisim if you will. So I did the most reasonable thing I could think of on the spot. I gave him the finger. And giggled when I seen his glare intensify, as if it was gonna scare me.
I scoffed, suddenly filled with playfulness. Uchiha sexy pants or not. I suddenly had a new goal in life. And by the way his finger came to his aid and stalked away, it seemed I was going a good job. So far.
WELL? Good? Bad? To...terrible to continue? Let me know!