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Max: Hurry up and start the chapter already
Mark: You made us wait too long
Me: You two are such bossy twins!
Max/Mark: Oh well...
Here's the next chapter!
II. Cut All Relationships
"...Mark? ...Mark... Mark!" Damn he's deadly asleep.
"MARK!" ...Definitely, deadly asleep.
I pushed him off the couch and he landed on the floor, unmoving.
...Was the pizza poisoned?
Thankfully, he moved. He slowly sat up and opened his eyes halfway. He looked at me and asked, "Max...why did you ruin my perfectly good sleep?"
"It's 4:00 P.M. Let's go to the beach..."
"...It's cold outside"
"Sissy"
"No...sleepy..." He was about to lie back down so I grabbed a pillow and whacked him hard. He slammed back to the ground hard, head first.
...I ran.
"MAAAXX!"
My brother chased me for a while all over the house, until I ran to my room and locked it. He pounded on my door.
"What hell was that!?"
"JUST GO CHANGE!" I yelled and after a while, I hear him yell, "This isn't over!!!" And went into his own room.
I went and change to a more warming clothing material, not that the cold bother me much but it would be strange to see some one just wearing t-shirt and pajamas.
I was wearing a black top underneath wide ribbing textures, elongated cuffs and ruffle-trimmed neckline of a fitted, double-breasted cardigan finished with more ruffles—vertically styled and in a finer knit— near the hem. Made of cotton and cashmere. I matched that with stretch jeans and boots with two buckles and color of cognac.
Over the years as a profession of being an Assassin, we earn money a lot of money and that offered us many expensive things to buy. Most of the agents set up their own private bank accounts that the Eta would never know.
Eta was the name of the organization that we work for...or forced to work for.
"Are you ready yet, Max?" I heard my brother shouting form the other side of the door. "We gotta go!"
"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" and with that I opened the door, and found my brother wearing those expensive clothes as well.
"Leather jacket? What are you? A drug dealer?"
"Hey, this jacket is cool. And what about that cardigan? Cashmere? And those ruffles? It's a little showy, don't you think?"
"Oh shut up, and let's go to the beach."
We went downstairs and before heading out we left a note for Ben that we were going to the beach. We got into my brother's car and drove off. It didn't take long for us to get there. It was at least only fifteen minutes due to Mark's driving of high speeds.
When we got there, we already saw kids around our age playing and running around. I noticed how both Mark and I stood out from them. They were dark russet, copper skin, but we were lighter and paler. Moreover, it didn't help our situation when we were wearing high-class clothing. I'm sure anyone would notice that.
My brother and I sat on the boulders and watched the tide ebb and flow.
"It's been a while since it had been this peaceful, huh, Mark?"
"It has..."
We were always going to places like this when we stalk our prey, but this time... this time we don't have to kill.
Now and then, we would feel some one watching us. Of course, we both already knew that it were those teenagers that kept glancing at us. I could sense their curiosity.
I looked at the corner of my eyes and I saw a couple of boys heading this way.
"Mark..."
"I know..." He said as he got up and sat to my left, where the boys are coming, blocking me from them. I looked at Mark and watched him glare at the boys as he put his arm around my shoulders. That stopped them from coming any further as I watch Mark continue to glare at them dangerously with hate, giving them warnings to stay away from me.
I saw the boys walk away. I sighed. "I was hoping they would come anyway...that would give us some fight to start..."
"You know, it's not like that in the movies about High School"
"You're right, people are much more of a sissy...lately, they are interested in drugs than in romance"
"Life is not a romance"
"...I know...Life is only an existence"
The teenagers on the beach left us alone for a long time as Mark and I watch the sun starting to set.
"Well, well," Mark spoke. "It seems girls are more braver than boys..."
With that said, I look to his left and saw a group of girls coming over to us, giggling and laughing.
"You're the star here," I told my brother.
"Any way for you to help me?"
"Nope. I think you handle it yourself just fine."
"What happened to Give and Take?"
"I thought it were older siblings taking care of little siblings, not the other way around."
"You are ungrateful."
The girls finally arrived, smiling and trying to be nice. I really don't like people trying to but in though.
"Hi! You two are new here? You are Mr. Carter's nephew and niece?" One of the girls asked in this high pitched voice, which I find annoying.
"Yes we are," My brother answered. Damn it, why did he have to answer?
Another stupid girl piped in, "Well...you two don't look related."
"We're albino," both Mark and I answered and the girls were amused.
"So you two are twins?" the third girl asked. "I'm sorry, we haven't introduced ourselves. I'm Amy, this is Karen, and that is Zoe. What are your names?"
"We're leaving," I told them, catching them off guard as I got up and headed to my brother's car.
My brother also stood up, bowing his head to the girls. "Have a good night, ladies" With that he followed after me as we leave the girls behind.
"Always a gentleman," I said once he caught to me.
"Always a joy killer"
"I find it disgusting once you go and use your charms on the female race, then hurting them in the end."
It was silent between us, before he answered. "We are supposed to cut ties, right?"
"...But not between us?"
"No...never between us, Max. Even though we were supposed to."
"Screw it."
When the car was in our view, we saw the same group of boys gather around it, admiring the beauty of the Maserati.
Mark was not amused. "HEY!" He shouted, scaring the boys. He glared at them and before they would say anything, we were already getting in the car, ignoring their presence.
Mark turned the ignition on and quickly maneuvered his car to back up and drive the hell away from here.
"Annoying kids..."
"Remember, Mark, we're kids as well"
"No... we're not like those brats...we'll never be like them" He said, his eyes focused on the road. "Because we cut all ties...all relationships... there will be nothing that will relate us to anyone."
And with that, we drove him in silence. We got home to see our uncle panicking and asking us where we went. Apparently, he missed the note we left for him. After looking at it, he shrugged and went to cook bacon...
In the meanwhile, we prepared for school tomorrow...
I wonder how they will react.
Yes, they are going to school tomorrow!
I wonder how Paul would react
And I think I'll have Mark and Leah meet in some store or something...
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