Hey. I know I haven't been updating regularly. There's lots of stuff I'm doing this summer that I didn't really take into account before. I'll try to update as soon as I can. I'm going on vacation for two weeks though, so…we'll see. If my mom brings her computer, I can update. I'm going to Martha's Vineyard, in Massachusetts, which does not feel like the right spelling but hopefully is. But anyway, I'm excited! Please review and all that fun stuff. I love reading what you guys think. Are you taking any vacations? If so, where? I wanna know! Okay, it's about that time where I stop talking and just let you read the damn story. Sorry. Enjoy :]
"So," Lissa said. "Why did you guys move, anyway? Did your dad change jobs, or something? Wait, are you even related? Cousins?" She had sat Ella and I down on a nearby bench, peppering us with questions. Her entourage was clustered around, hanging on to every word.
"They're half-sisters," Corliss put in.
"No dad, either of us," Ella said. "We just live with our mom." Lissa smiled in a way that could have passed for sympathy, then brightened.
"That's cool, though. It's like Girl's Night every night!" She said.
"Exactly," Ella agreed.
"So, like, why'd you move?" One girl said. She had long straight hair and an earnest expression.
"Hey, yeah, tell us," Lissa prompted. I could tell Ella was enjoying the attention from girls she obviously belonged with. Me, on the other hand…
"It's not super exciting," Ella admitted. "My mom just randomly says one day, 'Hey, girls! My job switched! We're moving!' and we came here."
"But you're glad, right?" A different girl said. The rest of them laughed, Ella among them.
"Does your sister ever talk?"Lissa asked Ella. "I don't even know what her voice sounds like!" What the—"She's just like your sister," She told Corliss, twisting around to look at her. "I swear."
"It's because she's around me all the time," Ella said easily. "I talk enough for the both of us." Thank you, little sister. Lissa raised an eyebrow. I shrugged.
"I don't really like gossip," I said.
"Oh, I don't either. But I love to talk." Lissa leaned back to stretch. Her eyes were narrowed at me, bright green in the sun. She looked like a cat.
"I can tell."
Lissa studied me for a moment, before turning to Corliss. "Are you sure it's you and Maven who're twins? I think you and Max might've gotten switched." Corliss looked kind of uncomfortable with the question, even if it was rhetorical, and hey, I got it. Being put under pressure about your sibling sucks. I would imagine it was worse with your twin, with someone who was just like you. I had no idea how wrong I was here, how different the twins really were.
"Maven?" Ella asked, looking confused. "I thought her name was Maeve."
"It's a nickname," Corliss said hurriedly. "We call her that because—"
"It suits her," Lissa interrupted, looking scornful though she was still smiling lightly. "She thinks she knows everything." Corliss looked upset, but was silent. Maybe it was true.
"Excuse me," She said, and got up from her place and walked away.
Maybe not.
"What's her problem?" Lissa yawned and stretched her arms behind her back. "Well, whatever. She's probably just hanging out with her sister to much." What a Rhymes-With-Pitch!
"Look, I don't know what your problem is," I said. "But as of now, I'll be your problem unless you back off of her sister."
"Oh, really," Lissa said sarcastically. "My problem, huh? Maybe you should worry about your own problems. Sounds like you've got enough of them."
"I could," I agreed. "That would be most reasonable. Unfortunately, I'm not known for making reasonable decisions." I cracked all the knuckles on the left hand. Not threateningly or anything. Just 'cause it feels nice. But that was enough for Lissa.
"Stay away from me," She shot back.
"Gladly," I said. I stood up, grabbed my backpack from its place on the grass, and stalked away towards the school just as the bell rang. Ooh, dramatic exit.
My favorite kind.