How It All Began
My name is Katherine Adams. I have a dorky twin brother named Angel. Though in my opinion he's probably Satan's spawn. I mean he's always getting into fights. He's been kicked out of at least 10 boarding schools. This school year he didn't get kicked out which is a miracle. If any of you are wondering he goes to an all boys boarding school and I go to an all girls. I only know he didn't get kicked out because my mom called me to tell me that a ship was here to take us home and I asked about Angel.
Anyway let's get back to the topic of my family. My mom is single. She also doesn't like to talk about my dad. He abandoned us when she was 7 months pregnant. She was only 19 when she had us and my dad was 21. She has brown curly hair. Not the afro kind. More like she used a curling iron, only it's naturally like that. And she has dark green eyes.
My mom says my dad had black hair and sea green eyes, which explains where we got our hair color and eyes. However my hair is curly like my mom's. And I dyed a purple stripe on my hair when I was 13.
Angel and I are 15 but he looks like he's older than that and I look like a child that's innocent. It's insulting. My friend, Emily, looks her age which is 15.
She has dirty blond hair and blue eyes and creamy looking skin. She got her skin color from her mom and hair and eyes from her dad. Her dad has tan skin and she gets sunburned when she tries to get tan. So that's how we know she got it from her mother. Her mom left just like my dad. She had Emily and left her at her dad's doorstep. It's sad. He was home and then there was a knock at his door. His maid went to get it and came back with a baby in a cradle and a letter.
The letter said,' Rick, the baby is our child. Her name is Emily. I would keep her but I can't. He would try to kill her. He must not know of her existence. I'm sorry for dumping her on you. But please, keep her safe. For her sake and mine. I Love You' I memorized the letter after reading it so many times. That's not weird, right?
Anyway Emily's like a sister to me. In fact she's going on the ship with me and Angel since we all go to Peru for school and live in Beverly Hills. Another thing about Emily is that she has dyslexia and ADHD like me and Angel. Also Emily has a huge crush an Angel. Whenever she's talks to him she turns as red as a tomato. And Angel also has a crush on her. Everyone knows he has a crush on her except her. And vice versa. I mean it's so obvious.
He flirts with her and when James, one of our neighbors, made a move on her Angel punched him. He broke James' nose. He never did that for me when James made a move on me earlier that year, and I'm his sister. We were in the same womb for 9 months and he doesn't punch anyone that hits on me, but he does punch anyone who hits on Emily. And Emily knows that and she stills doesn't know about how he feels about her.
People are getting more retarded. And when a girl flirts with Angel she gets jealous and walks up to the girl and the conversation would be like this or something similar
Emily: Hey, didn't you have to do that thing?
Girl: What thing?
Emily: You know. That thing. Don't worry, I'll keep him company.
Girl: what thing?
Emily: That thing.
Girl: What thing?!
Angel: No need to shout.
Girl: I'm just asking her what thing.
Emily: * sighs in frustration* That thing.
And the rest of the conversation would go on like that until the girl would get tired and walk away
Emily:* as girl's walking away* Don't worry, I'll keep him company!
It's pathetic but it works. The first time she did it I was laughing so hard I almost peed my pants. And then one time on Valentine's Day, Angel got Emily 2 boxes of chocolates. Only her. I admit it. I'm jealous because my brother is the only guy in my life that I care for deeply and he doesn't seem to care about me. I want his love since I never had my father to love me so I turned to my brother and he's to busy with Emily to pay any attention to me. But I would rather drop dead than admit that to him.
Let's go back to the Valentine's story. So he got Emily 2 boxes of chocolate and no one else. Not even our mom, the woman who gave birth to us. Our mom could've chosen to have abortion or whatever they did to get rid of babies, but instead she chose to give us a chance at living and he didn't even give her a letter or anything. Boys are so selfish. I, on the other hand bought a box of chocolates for my mom and cards for Mr. Evans (Emily's dad), Angel (selfish jerk), and Emily.
I remember what I wrote on Angel's card,' You didn't get mom anything?! You are so selfish. For once in your life think about others instead of yourself. How is it that you and I are twins? We are nothing alike! Mom should send you to a public school and not send you any allowance so you can learn your lesson.' I know how to get to him.
Yes, I remember the look on his face when he read that, utter horror. He depends on his allowance for everything. The only reason I knew that he didn't get mom anything is that he gave the boxes of chocolates to Emily earlier that day and I asked what he got for me.
His reply, "I was suppose to get you something?"
My reply, "I'll take that as a nothing. Did you at least get something for mom?" Then he had this guilty look on his face when I said that. "You selfish jerk. Mom probably got you something wonderful and this is how you repay her?" and then I grabbed him by the ear and dragged him to the kitchen to use his hands to play knives.
Now what you're probably thinking is, ' How can you do that to your own brother?!' but he didn't get hurt. I'm really good at knives. I've practiced so many times on the maids and butlers I became really good at that game. And I did it as a punishment so, you know, he deserved it.
And our mom did get us something great. She gave me a huge teddy bear that's been patiently waiting for me to come back, and my mom got Angel a big box of chocolate that had at least 30 chocolates. He got diarrhea the next day since he ate the whole box in less than 20 minutes. He's obsessed with candy and I'm obsessed with chips, but my mom doesn't let me eat them because she says they're not healthy.
My mom is too worried about my health and Angels to let us eat greasy things. I think my grandma died of a heart attack because she had all her veins that connect to the heart clogged because she ate a lot of grease or something. My mom says the memory is blurry. My grandma died when my mom was 12, but the weird thing is that there is no grave stone with grandma's name and that my mom doesn't have any pictures of grandma.
By what my mom says about what she says she remembers about grandma she sounds evil. Nothing like my mom. My mom is the BEST mom. On July 5th, mine and Angel's, she got Angel a skating ramp that's in our backyard. And she got One Direction to come to my birthday. In fact I'm friends with them. I haven't talked to them for a while. Like a year. But when we hung out at the party it's like the last time I talked to them was yesterday instead of a year.
And then the next present both Angel and I got from mom was 2 husky babies. 1 for each. They were only a month old. And they were so cute. That was my 14th birthday. And now I'm 15 and it's winter and yet it seems like my 14th birthday was not even a week ago.
Each year I look forward to my birthday but when I was 10 I used to think birthdays were pointless. I thought that you were celebrating that you were a year closer to death. When I told my mom this she laughed. She said, "You're looking at it the wrong way. Yes, in a way it's like celebrating that you're a year closer to death but you're also celebrating that you survived another year. Another year of living." That's what she said to me. I never forgot it. Like it was going to help me when I'm in a situation.
Anyway I was coming home for winter break and be with my family and friends back at home. I thought I was going to cuddle up with my mom on the sofa watching romantic movies and commenting on who we thought was cute and who would have been a better person to play a certain role and watch scary movies with Angel and Emily. Little did I know everything was going to change.