Title: Looks Can Be Deceiving
I is for Impersonate
Impersonate: To assume the character or appearance of a person.
Timeline: They are fifteen.
"Gene – there you are."
The black-haired boy didn't look up because: First – he was in the middle of a complicated paranormal question. Second – he had not been expecting anyone to call on him. Third (and probably the most important) – he was not Gene even if he did have the appearance of him.
The two boys stopped in front of Noll, all smiles and giddy energy. Noll looked up reluctantly, and smiled for his brother's sake.
"My Dad won't be taking his car out tonight. So we'll be able to take it out for some driving in the field. We'll see you there?"
Couldn't these two feel the irritation coming from their 'friend'?
Noll grinned, "Of course I'll be." He had known that Gene was sneaking in driving behind their parents' back. And now he knew the two other culprits.
"Great! We have to go. It'll be at the same time as the week before!" The two ran out of the library.
Noll went back to his problem at hand. He had hardly written out two more sentences (they kept his thoughts in place) before someone patted him on the back.
He cringed at the contact, trying to seal his mind from unwanted feelings and memories. He twisted in his chair violently enough to make the person jump back.
"Gene," the man said. Noll placed the guy as Gene's history teacher. "I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's fine," Noll smiled again – he had been doing that too much in the last five minutes.
"It's nice to see you studying," the teacher continued, "I didn't think that you knew this town had a library."
Noll shrugged and gave a laugh, "I guess I'm full of surprises."
The teacher nodded then said his goodbyes, leaving Noll alone. For how long, Noll was beginning to wonder.
He thought that studying at the library would promote some quiet since Gene wouldn't be there. But now everyone else was bugging him because they 'thought' he was Gene.
Gene managed to intrude upon Noll's work without even being there.
Noll sighed and started to pack up his satchel. His train of thought had been ruined.
Heading out the door, he bumped into a blonde-haired girl. Or maybe she had 'accidentally' run into him.
The contact made him completely aware as to why she had 'run' into him.
Her face lit up, as if she hadn't noticed him before she had hit him. "Gene, it's so nice to see you." She had a thick accent and a bright smile.
Noll offered no smile in return, "I'm his brother, Oliver."
Her smile fell a little, "Oh…Nice to meet you, Oliver."
Then she was gone.
When Noll got home, he stopped to glare at his brother, who was lying on his back in the grass with a book in another language.
Gene realized – maybe a little slowly – that someone was trying to bore holes into the book. "Is something wrong?" He asked, giving an easy, questioning smile.
"No… Nothing."
