Okay! So this is chapter 1 of Gaze! The title will make sense later in the story… okay! So this is the sequel to Airliner! This chapter is more about Valerie Maree di Angelo and her identical twin sister Allison Monica di Angelo (A/N their initials are VMA and AMA! I love award shows…), who goes by Val and Ally. So… this is dedicated to my cousins, Allison and Valerie. DISCLAIMER: hmmm I don't think Rick Riordan is a daughter of Hades'…!

Val's POV

"Val… Val! Valerie! Valerie Maree di Angelo, Wake up!" I heard my mom say as she shook me.

"Uh," I said wisely, "Where's the snooze button…" I said, earning a chuckle coming from the doorway. Dad…

I then heard shuffling across the carpet. "He he he…" I heard a voice say, over my dad's laughing and the shuffling.

The next thing I knew I was wide awake with a burn mark on my arm.

"Ally!" I yelled and ran out of my room, after my twin sister. I passed the bathroom and caught Zach, my idiotic 14 year old brother, combing his hair. Eh, I'll taunt him later… I thought. I then crashed into something hard. Ow, the wall…

Then I heard the footsteps going down the stairs. I ran to the stairs, tripping over my feet. I saw her standing at the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the railing. I slid silently onto the railing. Mom said it's dangerous to slide down the railing. Dylan does it everyday then. He and Zack say their middle names are danger. My dad always rolled his eyes and my mom would laugh.

Anyway, back on topic. As I slid on the railing waiting to start sliding, Ally sneezed. I choked back a laugh. Now that it was summer and all this pollen was out our allergies were acting up, and hers were a lot worse. When I started sliding, I was smiling my signature evil smile.

When I got to the bottom, I grabbed onto her neck and pulled her down and pinned her on the floor.

"Ow," she groaned, "What has this world come to? Getting football tackled for shocking someone?"

"Ah, Ally… It's not the fact you shocked me… It's the fact that I ran into a wall chasing you after you shocked me!" I said, almost in a yell.

I could tell she was trying very hard to hold back hysterically laughing like a maniac.

"You ran into a wall/? I feel sorry for the wall… that's where Zach throws his baseball when practicing and Dylan his football…" she trailed off thinking about all the abuse the wall had gone through.

Okay, when I say we are twins, I mean identical twins. We both have spiky black hair and black and blue tie dyed eyes. Boys were constantly asking us out because we have hypnotizing eyes.

But, the one boy that doesn't ask us ever, I like. His name is Brandon and he is sooo cute! He has a blonde semi- long cropped hair style. His eyes are awesome though. They weren't blue, but they weren't green. The weirder thing was, they aren't sea green or blue green. They are kind- of blue with green tints. And just around the edges, it's black. When I see him my knees get weak and I can't speak.

"Come on!' mom said from the kitchen, "Don't want to be late for your last day of school!"

It was a big deal for kids on their last day of school, but it was extra exciting today. Ally and I had lasted the whole year without getting suspended or expelled. Dylan and Zach however, have never gotten expelled in their life, or suspended. Goody two shoes…

"Mom… are you sure they aren't adopted?" I asked, pointing at Zach and Dylan.

"Well," Dad said, "I'll answer for your mom. I was there when she gave birth to them… and she almost broke my hand…" he flexed his hand remembering.

"Eww," Ally said, "Too much info… way too much."

"WTMI!" I said. When my parents gave me a weird look, I just said, "Way too much information…"

"Yeah, mom dad it's 2036, learn a little more girl talk…" Ally said.

"Actually," Zach butted in, "That's text talk." Dylan nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, Val, get your facts right." Dylan said.

"Hey! Ally said it too…" I said.

"Enough!" Mom said, "Go get ready."

Dylan was Zach's twin. They aren't identical though. Zach had black, messy hair and black eyes and a smaller form from playing baseball and basket ball. Meanwhile, Dylan looked just like mom; black spiky hair and electric blue eyes. Though, Dylan had a really big form playing football and hockey.

What sports do Ally and I play? Well, Ally plays basketball and baseball… She's like the girl version of Zach. Meanwhile, I played soccer and track. Running, my favorite thing to do… It's not my fault my ADHD is worse than Ally's…

"Hey Ally," I asked her, after we had gotten dressed and we were slipping on our shoes.

"What?"

"I didn't grow crazy; it runs in our family!"

"Eh, okay…" she responded, not really caring.

"Hey, what's wrong?' I asked now concerned. She always laughed at my jokes…

"You like Brandon, right?"

"Yeah… what did you do to him?"

"Nothing… it's just… never mind."

"Hey," I said, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "You can tell me anything. That's why we're sisters."

"He, well, he asked me out…" she said in a quiet voice.

My hand fell. I squeezed my eyes shut as hard as I could and pinched the bridge of my nose. He knew I liked him. No matter what I did, a few tears just barely escaped my eyes.

"It-it's okay…" my voice failed me after those few words.

"Hey," Ally said, "I never said I had said yes. I told him no. I couldn't betray my sister… Besides, he probably had mistaken me for you. We are identical."

"Yeah, that must be it."

"Come on! We have to go!" We heard mom say, "Zachary! Dylan! Let's go! You're going to be late!"

You see, Zach and Dylan are 14, and Ally and I are 12… that mean's we go to the same school.

"Are you ready?" Mom asked me.

"To be honest, I have a bad feeling about today…"

Mom then got a grave look on her face. She went back inside to tell dad something. I only heard one sentence; 'Do you think they are after them?'

I had no idea who they were. And, to be perfectly honest, I was fine with that.

When we arrived at school about five minutes later, people were going wild. Somebody had gotten hold of a can of hair paint… green hair paint.

"Hey!" Emily yelled as she ran up to us. "You're late… Look what I did for my hair!"

She turned around and we saw an eagle. Underneath it read; EASTVEIW EAGLES!

"Uh, Emily?" Ally asked.

"Yeah?"

"Is that washable?"

"Uh, funny story…"
I decided it was better not to know, so I went up to the doors.

All that day it was a different version of "Don't let your brain cells die over break!" It was so boring, until something interesting happened in English, my last class. I had doodled on a piece of paper until I looked up and saw Brandon looking longingly at… Emily… I got so mad and sad after that, I decided to write a song. I have a ton of songs at home, so this was going to the collection.

When I decided to write it, it was meant to be a slow song. So I started humming as I wrote.

I see you gazing at my best friend,

In the back of our English class

Feel my heart drop a thousand feet,

Knowing that you'll never gaze at me

This weight on my shoulder I've felt before

I wanna open your closed door.

Why do you do this to me?

Can you not see?

That this is reality!

You need to wake up and smell the roses.

You need to know…

When you gaze at her,

She'll never gaze at you,

She's dating your best friend…

And you'll never know

That I- Gaze at you—

I was interrupted by Ms. McCormick. I saw a shadow slowly creep over me. Then, she grabbed the paper.

"What's this" she chided, "A note? Maybe I should read it out loud-"

"No!" I interrupted her, "I mean, it's not a note, it's a report for the library."

"Disrupting class again? Well, well, you and your sister are much trouble aren't you?"

I didn't answer, I didn't want to.

"Out in the hall, now." She growled.

I followed her out into the hallway, only to see her go up to three other figures.

I then saw three other people, Ally, Zach and Dylan. It looks like my feeling was right. This so isn't good.

So… How'd you like it? My hands are killing me… well… Adios! Review if you like it so far!