Two years later

"Rise and shine, David!"

David's green eyes snapped open. His sister Janet was sitting on top of him. Instantly, he snapped up from his bed covers, sending Janet flying on the floor. She rolled around, giggling.

"Great Giza, Janet, I told you to stop doing that!" David shouted, slamming his fist on the bed. "I'm the older sibling, you're supposed to listen to me!"

David was ten years old. Janet was eight, but to David, she was four. She always bounced around everywhere and always snuck into his room to wake him up. Other than that, she was okay.

"Yeah, but out parents told us they had something important to tell us and that you should be up at 6:00 A.M. to hear it," Janet said, twisting one of her pigtails with her finger.

"Oh come on, it's so early," David whined. "Our parents keep us home schooled all the time so why do we need to get up now?"

"David?" The two heard their mother shout from downstairs. "Janet?"

From the tone of her voice, both David and Janet could tell their mother really wasn't in the mood for excuses. With a groan, David dragged himself out of bed and towards the door with Janet skipping behind him.

Ever since David and Janet were born, their parents had kept them out of school. Their parents never really gave an explanation why, but David didn't really care. All he thought was that he could sleep in all he wanted and avoid having to encounter some really unpleasant kids in the city.

There were his parents. They were sitting at the dinner table, looking as positively boring and non-suspicious as possible. That was strange. David and Janet loved their parents, no denying that, but they always acted somewhat aberrant. Seeing them look so normal was a pretty big shocker for the two.

Not that their parents didn't look normal. Their father had an average height and had light brown hair and green eyes and a small moustache. Their mother had slightly paler skin, blue eyes, rather long eyelashes, and long wavy black hair. In terms of appearance, David and Janet resembled their father a little more, though Janet had her mom's eyes.

In terms of personality, though, the two always seemed to want to talk about extra-terrestrial theories and the possibilities of a life after death and anything relating to the humanly unknown. It got on David's nerves a lot of the time, but Janet seemed rather invested in it. Typical.

However, despite the cheerful look on their parents faces, David just knew they were going to start chatting off about their inscrutable hypothesises. Why else would they have sent Janet to call him so early in the morning.

"Good morning, son," Their dad said, bizarrely happy. "You seem to be in a chip mood."

David groaned and sat himself down into a chair. "Please, just tell us what you want to say so I can get back into bed."

"Yeah well, we actually have two things we want to get off of our chests, so you probably should wake yourself up, son," Their mom butted in.

Are you kidding me? David thought, exacerbated. They had to tell us two different things at once?

"So, honey, I heard some Texas folk finally caught the chupacabra menace," Their dad piped up. "It was a real shocker, huh?"

"Well, we can only hope someone manages to snatch themselves a live gremlin," Their mom inquired. "Humanity may be on their next step to realizing hidden truths about this strange, strange world."

Just look in the mirror and you'll find one of those strange truths, David thought, snickering. He didn't dare say it, though.

"Um, mum, dad, didn't you say you wanted to tell us something," Janet inquired, eating a spoonful of cereal.

"Oh right, we were," Dad said. "Well, get ready, this is going to blow your minds."

"I hope it's for real," David said, rolling his eyes.

"Well, children," Mom began. "We've told you about, vampires, and werewolves, and succubus, and goblins, and sorcerers, and ghouls, and-"

"We get it!" David cried impatiently. "Just get to the point. My bed is beckoning to me!"

"Beckoning beds?" Their mom said, confused. "That's the stupidest myth I've ever heard in my life."

"It's a figure of speech," Janet said. "He means he's tired and wants you to get this over with."

"Oh, well I'll bet he won't be tired and he hears what we have to tell him now," Dad said. "Everyone in the city knows about them, everyone in the city talks about them, except for you."

"And for good reasoning, because they probably don't exist," David said in a smart-alec voice. His parents both huffed.

"Why can't you be like Brenda Collins, she believes what we have to say," Mom said. "Brenda's an idiot, she'll believe anything," David hissed, galled at having been compared to his arch-nemesis.

"Um, you three, shouldn't we get back to what you saying," Janet said, hoping to stop a full-blown argument form breaking out. "That thing that'll 'blow our minds'."

"At least somebody in this house listens to us," Dad said. "Anyways, the anomaly that we are going to speak of today is…..wait for it…..waaaaaait for iiiiiiittt…."

"JUST BLOODY TELL US!" David shouted.

"…..Mirror people."

Silence flooded the room. David's jaw hit the table. Janet raised an eyebrow in confusion. Their parents stared at them, waiting for them to hit them with questions of this mythical creature.

Finally, David spoke.

"That's what you wanted to tell us?" David asked, his eye twitching. "You brought me out of bed at 6:00 A. M. in the morning to talk about…..mirror people? Freaking Mirror people?"

"You don't sound very invested," Dad said, worried.

"For the love of….I know what a mirror person is," David said. "Brenda Collins and Izzy talk about them all the time. They're people who have super-powers. Laser eyes, super-strength, flight like they're freaking Superman!"

"And Supergirl," Janet added quietly.

"Ah, but the thing is, you missed out on some very important facts about them," Mom said. "They're called mirror people for a reason."

"And that reason is?" Janet asked, actually interested in what her parents were saying.

"The thing is, Mirror people all have mirrors," Mom said. David glanced at Janet, confused, and then said, "Everyone has mirrors, what's the big deal?"

"Mirror people have mirrors that can lead into a totally different dimension, called…..the 'Mirror dimension'." Mom said.

"Yeah, real fudging original," David said sarcastically.

"That's not the only reason," Dad said. "They have a glowing blue reflection."

"So what?" David asked. "Their reflection is blue, it's not it's alive or anything."

"Except it is alive," Dad said. "Their reflection is as alive as the mirror person themselves. They have the same powers, too. In fact, local lore has it that a mirror person's powers are derived from their reflection."

David sat there, wide-eyed. And then he spoke.

"That was…..the crappiest load of rubbish I have ever heard in my entire, 10-year, two month, three hour, 15 minute, 55 second life," David exclaimed. His parents glared.

Janet slid onto the table between David and his parents. "Well, mummy, daddy, you said there was another thing you had to tell us," She said, hoping to avoid another confrontation.

"Oh, well, me and honey hear," Dad said, taking his wife's hand, "Have, after a one-minute discussion, decided that…..we're sending you both to school!"

"WHAT?!" David and Janet shouted simultaneously. "That's the craziest thing you've said this day!" David said. "Why would you want to send us there?"

"We needed a way to get you out of the house for a while," Dad said. His wife elbowed him in the arm, causing him to quickly add, "We saw you two were very anti-social towards the other children, so sending you to school might allow you to befriend somebody."

"Daaaaaaad," David whined. "School's just a place for future psychopaths and nutcases to allow their negative abilities to manifest in ways you can't even imagine."

"Oh, come on, you'll love it there," Mom said. "Besides, you need to learn more things in life."

"We both have learned plenty of stuff right here at home," David assured. "Like what?" Mom inquired.

David gulped a bit and tried to think of something. Then, he managed to find an answer.

"I know girl's don't have cooties."

"You're going," Their parents said, finality in their voices.

David and Janet groaned. This was the going to be the worst day of their lives.