Summary: Girls only cause problems...
It had been two months since the twins had been hired by Gero, yet Desiree still couldn't feel the happiness her brother did. Sadly though, not all of his happiness was from the career he'd chosen but also the witty red head who was constantly under his arm or on his face. Even though Desiree was grateful her brother was for once, sincerely happy, she couldn't help but feel something dark lurking underneath the surface.
She walked down the hall slowly as a few friends greeted her kindly. She hadn't had much of a social life and her latest crush had moved on quickly to another, more bubbly and loud blonde named, Cassandra. Desiree carried on though. So what, she didn't have the luxury of multi-tasking between school, work, parties, exams and boys/girls as her dear little brother did. She noted how they spent less time together as well.
Usually the two went out every Friday night to a local club yet now that Fiona was a guest, Desiree 'politely' declined...
"Don't tell me that Fiona's going again?"
Dameon revved his engine eagerly. "Are you going or not, Desiree? Simple question." Desiree studied her freshly painted nails. She glance back at the house. "Forget it." She slammed his door shut and walked inside. Dameon shrugged without a care and pulled out onto the road.
Desiree shut the front door behind her and decided to study for the next exam they had. This was the last of the four sets of exams they'd been having so she figured that studying could help her just a bit. As she turned to grab a small snack, she ran head-on with her mother. "Sorry," she muttered, slipping off her boots. Meryl frowned. "No clubbing tonight?" Desiree shrugged, grabbing a yogurt and spoon. "Couples night." Meryl nodded.
"Speaking of Dameon," began her mother, tossing her an envelope. "You opened it?" glared Desiree. Her mother shrugged. "It's from the school." Desiree nodded. "Yeah and it's to Dameon...not you." Her mother snatched it back. "Fine, I'll yell at him myself." Desiree grabbed it back easily. She pulled the paper from it and read aloud:
Mr. Tuscon,
We regret to inform you that due to your latest exam scores, we suggest you postpone in taking the final of the four. From the last three exams, your scores have gone down. In order to pass, you must have a 19 average or higher. Lately you have only scored either 15, 12 and 16. This is rather bizarre compared to your other test scores of the past. We encourage the road you were heading down and please, regain course...
She didn't need to read anymore. "It's Fiona," she thought aloud. Meryl frowned. "Are you sure?" Desiree nodded, placing the paper back in its place. "I know it can't be work because we finish that easily. He doesn't pay attention in school ever." Mr. Tuscon entered the room. "Also his teachers called and said that he didn't have much of a chance." Desiree shook her head, she needed to think and her parents over seeing this wasn't going to work at all.
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A/N: Tut, tut. What are they to do? Hmm....:P
It had been two months since the twins had been hired by Gero, yet Desiree still couldn't feel the happiness her brother did. Sadly though, not all of his happiness was from the career he'd chosen but also the witty red head who was constantly under his arm or on his face. Even though Desiree was grateful her brother was for once, sincerely happy, she couldn't help but feel something dark lurking underneath the surface.
She walked down the hall slowly as a few friends greeted her kindly. She hadn't had much of a social life and her latest crush had moved on quickly to another, more bubbly and loud blonde named, Cassandra. Desiree carried on though. So what, she didn't have the luxury of multi-tasking between school, work, parties, exams and boys/girls as her dear little brother did. She noted how they spent less time together as well.
Usually the two went out every Friday night to a local club yet now that Fiona was a guest, Desiree 'politely' declined...
"Don't tell me that Fiona's going again?"
Dameon revved his engine eagerly. "Are you going or not, Desiree? Simple question." Desiree studied her freshly painted nails. She glance back at the house. "Forget it." She slammed his door shut and walked inside. Dameon shrugged without a care and pulled out onto the road.
Desiree shut the front door behind her and decided to study for the next exam they had. This was the last of the four sets of exams they'd been having so she figured that studying could help her just a bit. As she turned to grab a small snack, she ran head-on with her mother. "Sorry," she muttered, slipping off her boots. Meryl frowned. "No clubbing tonight?" Desiree shrugged, grabbing a yogurt and spoon. "Couples night." Meryl nodded.
"Speaking of Dameon," began her mother, tossing her an envelope. "You opened it?" glared Desiree. Her mother shrugged. "It's from the school." Desiree nodded. "Yeah and it's to Dameon...not you." Her mother snatched it back. "Fine, I'll yell at him myself." Desiree grabbed it back easily. She pulled the paper from it and read aloud:
Mr. Tuscon,
We regret to inform you that due to your latest exam scores, we suggest you postpone in taking the final of the four. From the last three exams, your scores have gone down. In order to pass, you must have a 19 average or higher. Lately you have only scored either 15, 12 and 16. This is rather bizarre compared to your other test scores of the past. We encourage the road you were heading down and please, regain course...
She didn't need to read anymore. "It's Fiona," she thought aloud. Meryl frowned. "Are you sure?" Desiree nodded, placing the paper back in its place. "I know it can't be work because we finish that easily. He doesn't pay attention in school ever." Mr. Tuscon entered the room. "Also his teachers called and said that he didn't have much of a chance." Desiree shook her head, she needed to think and her parents over seeing this wasn't going to work at all.
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A/N: Tut, tut. What are they to do? Hmm....:P