"WHAT??" i heard Andrea yell across the small park we were at.
"So,"
Fred said, "You finally let the secret loose."
"What
secret?" I asked.
"That you think I'm the sexy twin."
he replied, completely seriously.
"I thought I was the sexy
twin!" George wailed.
"You are!" I yelled back.
"I
am?" he replied.
"Sure... If Andrea thinks you are!"
and with that I started to run.
Fred caught up with me when I
stopped to rest behind a tree. "So you really think he's the
sexy twin?" he asked with the cutest puppy dog face I've ever
seen.
"No," I replied, "I don't think either of you
are the sexiest."
"Really?" he asked, wearing the
same puppy dog face.
"Well," I replied, "You are a
bit cuter-"
"That's all I need!" Fred said, jumped
up, picked me up, and carried me back to my luggage and my very angry
twin.
Why did you do that? she asked me
Because you KNOW
that's the only way you two are going to get together!
How?
If you tell him
So maybe I'll tell fred that you're
absolutely head-over-heels for him!
"NO!!" I yelled,
not realizing the look on Fred and George's faces.
"Yes!"
she replied, also out loud.
"What are you guys fighting
about?" Fred asked us.
"Yea!" George said.
"Hey
George," I said, "Andrea thinks you're absolutely
George-ous!!"
"Yea, well, Fred!" Andrea said,
"Angel think's you're the sexiest thing this side of... Sexy
land! or whatever she writes in that journal of hers."
The twins looked so confused, and I was so mad, I could've... well, I don't know what I could've done, but I was pretty mad at her.
"She
thinks I'm sexy?" Fred asked.
"She called me
GEORGE-OUS?" George said.
Fred started to laugh when George
said that.
"That is kind of funny, Isn't it George-ous
George." Fred said.
"It is, Mr. Sexy." George
replied.