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~Alfred~

I walked towards the small school that was in the town I had run to, and tried to be like my twin brother, Matthew. My head was down and I made my presence small while I tiptoed through the crowd, to the only office they had. Maybe no one would expect anything from me if I just tried to stay invisible.

~Twix~

"…so could you please help me Twix? I don't know what to do!" One of my best friends cried.

It was lunch break at our school, and my friend had guy troubles.

I sighed and rolled my eyes at her, "When have I ever been able to say no to you, Kay?" Suddenly, I turned around and started looking through the thickening crowd.

"Twix? Is something wrong…?" My sister, Dee, asked me. She trailed off as I stood up, searching for what I had felt before.

THERE! I went through the crowd, sidestepping around the different groups as my sister and two best friends didn't even try to follow me, but I felt Dee's eyes follow my every move. As I continued my weaving through the crowded hallway, the feeling kept getting stronger the closer I got to the office.

When I got to the principal's office, I saw a blonde-haired boy with a brown oversized jacket and oversized ripped jeans. He turned around and my breath caught in my throat as I saw the look in his sky-blue eyes. The same look of pain and hurt that I had once known. For, I myself had felt the same bitter brokenness, as he.

The secretary noticed me standing there and asked, "Twix, would you mind taking Alfred to the rest of his classes? I think he has the rest of the day with you."

I nodded at her and stuck my hand out for a handshake, "Hello there, Alfred. My name's Twix. It's nice to meet you," I said nervously, didn't want to spook him and have him do something stupid. He looked at my hand for a moment and slowly grasped onto it. If I hadn't been looking for it, I would have missed the tiniest bit of life flicker in his eyes. I held onto his hand a second longer than necessary and let his pain and fear wash over me, calming him in return. Smiling, I grabbed his wrist and weaved back to my sister and friends. By the time we made it through the crowd, that smile was forced because I had found the bandages on his wrists. It looked like Alfred was going to one of my special cases.

~Alfred~

I hadn't even noticed her behind me. When I turned around to look for someone to take me to the next class she had been right there, and had surprised me. She had chocolate brown hair with caramel highlights and her bangs covered her left eye. I watched as tears came to her eyes while she watched me, and was surprised again when she blinked and the tears were gone.

The secretary had asked the girl to take me to my classes and I was surprised a third time when she nodded. She seemed breakable, almost like my brother. Everything about her, the way she held herself and the way she spoke, reminded me of Matthew. I didn't notice her hand until she fidgeted a little, like she was nervous, so I slowly grabbed her hand, making sure to look at it so she wouldn't think of me as an aggressive person. Twix, as my mind caught me up to what I had missed while I had been thinking of Matthew, didn't let go of my hand. I noticed that I was feeling calmer than I had been and slowly looked up to her face, just in time to see pain flash through the blue-green eyes behind her glasses. She seemed to notice me looking at her, reluctantly let go of my hand, and smiled. After that, she muttered something about seeing her friends before lunch was over, grabbed my left wrist, and led me through the crowd.

She was humming under her breath as she ducked and sidestepped all of the people with amazing accuracy only dancers could muster. I knew the song she was humming, the chorus to "I Will Not Bow" by Breaking Benjamin, but couldn't hum along because I was trying to concentrate on not bumping into people. My jacket sleeve slipped from her grasp and, before I could give her my other arm, she felt the bandages that my jacket had been hiding, and tensed, but she didn't stop weaving.

I felt the need to apologize and tell her the reasons why I had cut myself, but I kept my mouth shut as we finally stopped next to the bathroom. There was a bench next to the bathroom with three girls sitting on it. The first girl, who was the farthest away from us, had red hair with a black streak in the bangs that covered her right eye and she was glaring at me with hazel eyes. The second girl was short, had long blonde hair in a ponytail with blue bangs, and was looking at me with curious blue eyes. The last girl was only a head taller than the blonde one, had short brown hair, and was staring at me with hazel eyes.

Suddenly, the red-haired girl turned her, now teary, glare to Twix and said, "Stop it! You know I hate any songs by them!"

Twix looked like she was going to cry and I had to stop myself from becoming the hero again and rushing to her aid, that's what I had come here to get away from! After a second, she seemed fine again and said sadly, "Sorry sis, I didn't realize that I was doing it."

Twix's sister sighed and opened her mouth, but before she could say anything the blonde pointed at me and said in a very excited voice, "He must be a Chicken!"

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