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"7:30, get up!" Margaret answered, shoving my body of the bed. She is getting on my nerves, but I reacted quickly and jumped up before I fell to the floor.
"Thank you!" Missy exclaimed, obliviously rushing to get down stairs, but for what?
I put a questioning face on for her to read, while I got dressed. It was just another boring Saturday and nothing was supposed to happen today, I think.
"A reporter is coming today, duh!" she informed me after understanding my face. "I hope she'll talk with me!" For a 10-year-old Missy was not ready to become a teen. She enjoyed being a child way too much. Missy was now searching through our closet looking for something that new and cool to wear.
"When?" I questioned worried that she was here already.
"She's not coming till 9," Margaret responded, acting as casual as normal. "Missy, stop fretting."
When the three of us had finished washing up, and getting everything cleaned up in our room, we walked downstairs to play Sorry in the lounge. The reporter wasn't supposed to come for about ten minutes, so we had some time to play a game or two.
After two games Toni and Marie came down the stairs. Great now they are going to talk to the reporter and get all the attention. The twins then noticed them too, and Missy sighed with anger.
Toni noticed and lead the way over to us.
"So, are you shrimps trying to get a chat with the reporter? Well let me give you advice, you won't she'll chat with Marie and me. Sorry, might as well leave, before you get your little hearts broken," Tony snickered, walking away to her usual table.
"Who does she think she is? Nobody likes her, she should leave!" Margaret asked us in a tone which everyone in the lounge could hear.
Everyone looked at her, and Toni got up and trampled over to our table again. Missy and I were in shock that Margaret would say something like that so loud. Margaret herself was trying to shrink herself, realizing that was not something she should of said.
Toni got closer and closer then, she punched Margaret in the cheek. Margaret fell of her seat, and fell with a clump to the hard tiled floor.
At first nothing happened, and we thought she was ok, but then her eyes closed and she blacked out. Her body started to twitch and shake. The crowd fell quiet.
Toni stood in silence waiting for something to happen, and by the expression on her face she didn't know what to do. It felt good to know something that Toni didn't, but it also made me angry. I got up from my chair and looked at Toni with my hateful eyes and glared at her, not blinking or moving.
Missy was already trying to get Margaret to wake up, but her body wouldn't stop vibrating. Missy yelled at a younger boy to get one of the nurses, and her ran off.
I clenched my fists, but I didn't have time to punch her, for the door opened from the other side of the room. Then there came a gasp from the adults standing in the crowd. Everyone turned their heads in the direction of the people except Toni, Missy, and me.
"Everyone clear the way," ordered Mrs. Kullins, the president of the medical center. "I said clear the way."
Everyone moved aside to where Margaret was lying. The women next to Mrs. Kullins gasped and covered her mouth. Mrs. Kullins pulled out her walky-talky and called the emergency room, and she told them, "Send some nurses to the lounge, Margaret is having a seizure again."
After a minute of two a few nurses came in, and carried Margaret to the emergency room. Missy was allowed to follow, so she did.
"Parker, Toni?" Mrs. Kullins questioned in a loud and harsh voice.
Both Toni and I turned to look at her. Toni now had her innocent look on, while I looked like the aggressive one with clenched fists.
"Girls, follow me," ordered Mrs. Kullins. Toni and I followed her out the door.
An hour later Missy and I were playing checkers, in the lounge. Margaret was upstairs sleeping, because she was now worn out. The twin's parents were going to be moving them to LA Childrens' Hospital tomorrow. Now Missy and I were trying to comfort one another.
The reporter was now talking to Jimmy and Mickey. I hope she'll come over to our table.
Then all of a sudden Margaret appeared behind me, and jumped me. Margaret sat down and started to laugh, and Missy joined in. The few people remaining in the lounge, started to laugh. Most of these were little children, but there we a few adults who giggled, like the reporter.
Everyone was laughing, I couldn't help it I started to laugh too! It was amazing how the twins always had that effect on people. This was the first time today I felt happy and I wish I could seize this moment forever. It made me want to stop time, and replay this exact moment over, and over again.
This is a feeling I may never see and feel ever again in my life, for tomorrow my life is going to change forever.
This thought made my smile fall and my happiness turn to grief.
After about ten minutes the reporter came over to us, and sat down. For the first time today I noticed how beautiful she was. Her hair was a dark brown and she had a marvelous smile.
"Hi, my name is Phoebe Halliwell. What are your names?" She asked in a magical voice.
"My name is Parker," I told her smiling. And to add a little laugh I added, "Sorry I don't have a last name."
"I'm Missy Trent!" Missy pitched in a fast and excited tone.
"And I'm Margaret Trent," Margaret added in her sophisticated voice.
"Well those are nice names," Phoebe exclaimed, "Parker, how can you have no last name?"
So I told Phoebe the whole story, all of it. I thought I might as well. She was really nice, I can trust her, I think. When I told her the thing about the "creature" she didn't say things like there are no such things as monsters like most adults do. She didn't say anything mean.
"7:30, get up!" Margaret answered, shoving my body of the bed. She is getting on my nerves, but I reacted quickly and jumped up before I fell to the floor.
"Thank you!" Missy exclaimed, obliviously rushing to get down stairs, but for what?
I put a questioning face on for her to read, while I got dressed. It was just another boring Saturday and nothing was supposed to happen today, I think.
"A reporter is coming today, duh!" she informed me after understanding my face. "I hope she'll talk with me!" For a 10-year-old Missy was not ready to become a teen. She enjoyed being a child way too much. Missy was now searching through our closet looking for something that new and cool to wear.
"When?" I questioned worried that she was here already.
"She's not coming till 9," Margaret responded, acting as casual as normal. "Missy, stop fretting."
When the three of us had finished washing up, and getting everything cleaned up in our room, we walked downstairs to play Sorry in the lounge. The reporter wasn't supposed to come for about ten minutes, so we had some time to play a game or two.
After two games Toni and Marie came down the stairs. Great now they are going to talk to the reporter and get all the attention. The twins then noticed them too, and Missy sighed with anger.
Toni noticed and lead the way over to us.
"So, are you shrimps trying to get a chat with the reporter? Well let me give you advice, you won't she'll chat with Marie and me. Sorry, might as well leave, before you get your little hearts broken," Tony snickered, walking away to her usual table.
"Who does she think she is? Nobody likes her, she should leave!" Margaret asked us in a tone which everyone in the lounge could hear.
Everyone looked at her, and Toni got up and trampled over to our table again. Missy and I were in shock that Margaret would say something like that so loud. Margaret herself was trying to shrink herself, realizing that was not something she should of said.
Toni got closer and closer then, she punched Margaret in the cheek. Margaret fell of her seat, and fell with a clump to the hard tiled floor.
At first nothing happened, and we thought she was ok, but then her eyes closed and she blacked out. Her body started to twitch and shake. The crowd fell quiet.
Toni stood in silence waiting for something to happen, and by the expression on her face she didn't know what to do. It felt good to know something that Toni didn't, but it also made me angry. I got up from my chair and looked at Toni with my hateful eyes and glared at her, not blinking or moving.
Missy was already trying to get Margaret to wake up, but her body wouldn't stop vibrating. Missy yelled at a younger boy to get one of the nurses, and her ran off.
I clenched my fists, but I didn't have time to punch her, for the door opened from the other side of the room. Then there came a gasp from the adults standing in the crowd. Everyone turned their heads in the direction of the people except Toni, Missy, and me.
"Everyone clear the way," ordered Mrs. Kullins, the president of the medical center. "I said clear the way."
Everyone moved aside to where Margaret was lying. The women next to Mrs. Kullins gasped and covered her mouth. Mrs. Kullins pulled out her walky-talky and called the emergency room, and she told them, "Send some nurses to the lounge, Margaret is having a seizure again."
After a minute of two a few nurses came in, and carried Margaret to the emergency room. Missy was allowed to follow, so she did.
"Parker, Toni?" Mrs. Kullins questioned in a loud and harsh voice.
Both Toni and I turned to look at her. Toni now had her innocent look on, while I looked like the aggressive one with clenched fists.
"Girls, follow me," ordered Mrs. Kullins. Toni and I followed her out the door.
An hour later Missy and I were playing checkers, in the lounge. Margaret was upstairs sleeping, because she was now worn out. The twin's parents were going to be moving them to LA Childrens' Hospital tomorrow. Now Missy and I were trying to comfort one another.
The reporter was now talking to Jimmy and Mickey. I hope she'll come over to our table.
Then all of a sudden Margaret appeared behind me, and jumped me. Margaret sat down and started to laugh, and Missy joined in. The few people remaining in the lounge, started to laugh. Most of these were little children, but there we a few adults who giggled, like the reporter.
Everyone was laughing, I couldn't help it I started to laugh too! It was amazing how the twins always had that effect on people. This was the first time today I felt happy and I wish I could seize this moment forever. It made me want to stop time, and replay this exact moment over, and over again.
This is a feeling I may never see and feel ever again in my life, for tomorrow my life is going to change forever.
This thought made my smile fall and my happiness turn to grief.
After about ten minutes the reporter came over to us, and sat down. For the first time today I noticed how beautiful she was. Her hair was a dark brown and she had a marvelous smile.
"Hi, my name is Phoebe Halliwell. What are your names?" She asked in a magical voice.
"My name is Parker," I told her smiling. And to add a little laugh I added, "Sorry I don't have a last name."
"I'm Missy Trent!" Missy pitched in a fast and excited tone.
"And I'm Margaret Trent," Margaret added in her sophisticated voice.
"Well those are nice names," Phoebe exclaimed, "Parker, how can you have no last name?"
So I told Phoebe the whole story, all of it. I thought I might as well. She was really nice, I can trust her, I think. When I told her the thing about the "creature" she didn't say things like there are no such things as monsters like most adults do. She didn't say anything mean.
