So here I am aboard the SS Tipton. After getting checked in by an uptight guy named Mary Ann wearing knee socks, and a pink jacket. He shows me to my cabin and since school is still in secession, I have to go to Chemistry Lab. My lab partner is this nerdy kid named Zack.
School is out and so I go to the Sky Deck to hang out. I heard this was where all the students my age hang. They are in for a treat. I'm going to show them what fun really means. But the real reason is to check out some babes.
Entering the Sky Deck, I notice some kids by the juice bar. I introduce myself and informed them that their lives just got better. Hey, I tell it like it is. I notice a babe, but these guys are in my way. I'm here to meet babes, not guys. So I let them know that they are blocking "the view".
This babe is pretty hot. She introduces herself as Bailey, but then she starts going on and on about corn. She's Country and I'm Rock and Roll. I scan the area and notice some babes by the hot tub. I decide to check 'em out. Things could still work out with Bailey, so I tell her to hang tight in case things don't work out with the hot tub gals.
I'm going to the hot tub and these guys I met earlier are in the way again. "Again blocking the view", I tell them. They part and I stroll over to the hot tub, but first I fluff my hair, and unbutton a couple buttons of my shirt.
I try out a couple of my best lines on these girls, but obviously their not into the masculine type of guys. Oh well, their loss. They don't know what they're missing.
I go back to the group and I hear something about a party.
"What are you guys talking about?" I ask.
"Zack's birthday party", says the buffoon with an Afro. Zack is the kid I met earlier in Chemistry Lab. We're lab partners, but he wasn't too happy about it. He is the exact opposite of me. I'm cool, he's a nerd. I'm hot, he's not. I'm not even sure he is a dude. He said that he was raised by his Mother. More like Mother Teresa.
I find out that Zack's birthday is this Saturday, the same as mine. He was born in Seattle, as was I. I was born at St Joseph's Hospital and so was he. In fact, I was born ten minutes before him. This is so weird. We must be ….. TWINS! Bailey said that we look alike, but on me it works.
A thousand thoughts go through my mind, like, what is my Mom like? Who is my Mom? Why didn't my dad ever tell me I had a brother, let alone a twin. A brother. I have a brother! A twin brother. Some how I know it is true. I have to call up my dad and ask him some tough questions. I see that my "brother" has his phone out and is probably calling "our" mom.
My dad answers, "What up, Codester? How's school? Met any hot chickas?"
I have a hard time putting my words together..."Um mm...mum...a...dad?"
"What is it Cody?" He only calls me Cody if he thinks it's serious.
"Um...ah...I..I did meet someone new. If fact you know him. He's from Seattle. His name is...Zack".
I hear his phone drop and scuttles across the floor and he finally picks it back up.
"How could you not tell me I have a brother? A twin brother! Why dad, Why?"
He proceeded to tell me that when he and mom got divorced, everything got divided, including us. They didn't mean to keep us apart, but with both of our parents pursuing their own carriers, we never got together. Too much time had passed and they knew someday that they would have to tell us, but knew that they would have a lot of explaining to do.
He then asked if he could talk to Zack. My twin must have had the same conversation with his mom because he hands me his phone at the same time I hand him mine. By this time all of Zack's friends had left and we were by ourselves.
"Cody?" I hear a somehow familiar voice on the phone. "Hey Mom, what's new?" I smack my forehead. What a stupid thing to say. But, what is the right thing to say? She tells me pretty much what my dad had said. I don't know what to say. My mind is flooded with emotions.
We hang up at the same time and I look at my twin. We look into each other's eyes and somehow I can feel what he is feeling. I guess it's true what they say about twins, that they can sense the other's feelings. We don't say a word, just stare at each other. Then for some reason we embrace. It feels so natural, I'm not embarrassed at all to be hugging a guy in broad daylight but I am glad his friends had left.
