We own nothing!! (except the 2 main characters who happen to be us and our family) :D
"Whoa!" I yelled, pointing out the window of our car to a red Cadillac. "That lady is picking her nose while driving!" I said, astonished at the loss of hygiene in our modern world. Emily, my twin sister, laughed.
"What if she gets in a crash?" she said, tossing her brown curly hair over her shoulder.
"Then her fist will be lodged up her nose and she'll have a nostril that's 3 inches wide for the rest of her life!" I said, smiling at the mental picture. Emily laughed harder.
"Whoa! Then she would have an awesome sense of smell!" she marveled. "While she's driving she could stick her head out the window and find out exactly where the nearest restaurant is!" she was bouncing in her seat, obviously excited.
"Wow, you guys have sick minds," Alice said, rolling her eyes at our random conversation. "And Maddie, people do that all the time thinking nobody is looking."
I guess now would be a good time to explain. Emily and I are twins, but not identical. Our last name is Tardenbuckle. We are extremely sick-minded, as Alice, our best friend, said. Alice has a large family. Her older brother Emmett is driving us right now, and her second cousins, Rosalie and Jasper, live with them too. She also has an adopted brother, Edward. Edward is in our grade, and he is gorgeous. Emily and I agree on that. We also agree he would look really good in a chicken suit. I told you we have sick minds.
"Snap out of it, Maddie!" Emily said, snapping her fingers in front of my face. I realized that I had been zoning out.
"Emily! Don't snap your fingers! Don't you remember what happens?" I scolded her.
Another thing to explain to you is why Emily can't snap her fingers. You see, everyone in our family has the gift of materializing whatever we're thinking about when we snap our fingers. Just now, Emily was thinking about steamed lobster, talking flowerpots, and sheep doing handstands. I know this because each of those things appeared in her lap.
The sheep got up and climbed into the trunk, and the talking flowerpot asked us for directions to the nearest greenhouse.
"Emily, you really need to control your thoughts. In 3 seconds you came up with 3 different completely random objects and materialized them," I scolded her again.
"Well it's not my fault I have an overactive imagination!" she screamed before jumping out the open window. She stood up again outside the car because we were at a stoplight.
"Get in the car," Alice ordered with a sigh. "I don't know how you people are still alive, the crazy stuff you do!"
"No, the real surprise is that Bella Swan is still alive. I mean, look at her! If she even talks while walking she trips!" I complained at the clumsiness of the waste of air. Plus, Edward likes her, not me or Emily. And for that, I shall kill her with my bare hands.
"True…" Emily said, trailing off with a look of thoughtfulness in her face.
"Emily, are you fantasizing about ways to kill Bella again?" Alice said, obviously disappointed.
"Yes," Emily confessed. "It would be so fun!"
