I was sitting in class ignoring an agonizing speech, about safe sex, but all I could think about was this morning, I was late, and right before I leave the door my mom yells out."

Stan come right home after school, we have to talk to you about something important." My moms words replaying over, and over again in my head, what could be so important did she find out about my shrine to certain someone, god please don't let it be that I silently pray, ok think of past events, wait the girl clothes, they might be hard to explain to, two things I couldn't talk to anybody about no one in this school had my problems except maybe Butters in the past. Butters changed though once we got to high school it's like over the summer something changed, how do I put this he wasn't as gay, he got tired of fatass beating him up all the time, and took wrestling ,and karate lesson, we were now in are sophomore year in high school, and the childish innocent blonde now stood at "6'3" and had some real muscle on him in other words I find him attractive, but he is not who I have a shrine to that belongs to a certain red head who also got hot over the summer, but I liked him even before that so, um…yeah. Kenny, and I soon realized we were the most girlish in the group, no matter how hard he tried to sound like a man whore/pervert, it's like every thing me, and you thought in fourth grade got flip flopped, but me and Ken weren't alone on being short, and girly, there was still Craig, and Tweek, we could try to be friends but well Tweek was to well Tweek and Craig's an asshole. "Craig, Stan, are you two listening, can we please get through one class this year without you two dozing off." Mrs. Fudgechin asked. "Sorry." I replay where as Craig replays with a nice old fashioned middle finger, thing is doesn't care she flips him off right back then proceeds on with the lesson. Until the bell finally ringed. I ran out the classroom to my locker to quickly back wondering what my parents wanted to talk to me about. I was almost out the door till someone caught me by the scruff of my shirt, I started to freak till a masculine voice belonging to Kyle told me to calm down. "Where are you rushing off to" he asks wraping his arm around my shoulders. "um …Uh nowhere." I say blushing a silent pink tint to my cheeks. "Yeah uh." He says as if not believing me. "So want to hang out at my house." He asks, I really wanted to it was rare for us to hang out lately with are crazy schedules, and his AP classes fuck you Kyle for not being average morons like the rest of us. Good thing I have Kenny though to talk to about boys we're both gay, okay Kyle's my man crush, but like most people you talk about other cute people with your bff, which recently is Kenny, and I'm mumbling. "Sorry can't dude mom wants me home right after school, but any other day I would've said yes." I say as he huffs and we walk are separate ways. I walked home thoughts running through my head, what could be so god damn important. "I'm home." I shout out through the house. "No one gives a shit turd." Shelly yells never taking her eyes off from the t.v. watching some music video. "So mom what's so important? "your going to have to wait till the Tuckers get here then I'll tell you" she says. "Ok." I say heading to my room ok I thought what was so important it involved the middle finger family, full of assholes. I kept thinking till I fell asleep, only to be woken up an hour later by Craig slapping me in the face. "What was that for you bastard." I say. He responds by shrugging then casually and board like saying. " You wouldn't wake up, and we need you in order for our parents to tell us what's so important, apparently it has something to do with the two of us." I guess I can understand that. I rolled off my bed then proceeded to follow him down stairs to our families.

"So tell us." We say oddly at the same time. "Well it's hard to, but well might as well spit it out, the two of you were adopted." My mom says like is was nothing. I looked at Craig only to see he had a new expression than is usual I don't give a fuck one, and it was the same as mine, shock. I was about to speak till Craig's mom cut me off. "There's more to the story than just that" she says. "Like what." Shelly asks apparently not knowing about this either.

My mom started to speak telling us the story. "Fifteen years ago a teenager named Clara came to town heavily pregnant she looked beaten up with no place to go, at the time we were sharing a house with the Tuckers. Shelly only being 4, and all of us with very little money, and no success. She looked worn out so we let her stay with us, till three weeks later she gave birth, to twin boys. After the birth though a day later she passed on leaving you two. The doctors planned on putting the twins in an orphanage, but like Clara we fell in love with the boys adopting them ourselves each of us taking one." She says it took me a second to process the information till it clicked Clara was my mom, and Craig was my brother, but not just my brother my twin brother. "So me, and Craig we're the twins right." I ask shakily and shockingly. "Yes". My dad answers oblivious as ever. "Better question why did you separate us." Craig asks I had to agree. They were about to answer ,but it was to late both me and Craig, ran out the door running till we were outside his house. He looked upset Craig had feelings, I didn't know what to do, but I guess he was my brother so I hugged him pushing him inside where no one could see us that's when I realized I was crying myself for possibly the same reason we spent or whole lives hating each other, when we could have had a loving sibling rivalry instead we went upstairs just crying. Falling asleep next to each other in a brotherly way, maybe tomorrow we can start trying to be brothers in some odd way.

The next morning I got waken up again by the same face slap only this time it was more playful like hey we're brothers, but I will still smack you, only with less venom. I then got an idea, and by the looks of Craig's face he had the same one. "Lets switch places." We say at the same time smiles on our faces, laughing, because it's only been one day, but we're acting as if we were never separated. "Sure, lets see if our friends notice, if they don't then I guess they really are bastards." Craig says to me.

So far I like this I don't know about you guys. Anyway hopefully I stay with this one, and I will try my best to do that, just my Hetalia fan fiction was getting old, and boring to fast so. Any way let me know what you think of this so far. If you have any contributes to where this is going let me know, so I know what to fix or add.- Morning