Alexander

She had come back for her schedule, I was sure of it, but all she found was betrayal. My stomach turned in the most awful way, I could only imagine how much worse Lolita was feeling. I only had to look at her for a second to know what she wanted to say. Go after her. Protect her.

No matter how much I wanted to stay I had to leave Lolita behind along with what possibly was our last moment alone with each other. I ran after Alexiel. I caught up with her back at her room. She shared it with Heather but she was rarely here. In this case, that was good because Alexiel was on the border of hysteria. She was weeping uncontrollably, make-up running down her face and a scary looking knife. She was either trying to kill herself, me or Lolita. I was still new at the whole, calming down a person with a knife thing but I took a step towards her. Then another one. Her guard was still up but she was surely confused by my intentions.

"What do you plan on doing with that knife?" I asked her. She glanced at her hand as if she hadn't known it was there. She put it down immediately.

"Sorry. I... I guess I was over reacting."

"Yeah, Just a bit." A little more than a bit…

"Now that I think about it, it was a misunderstanding wasn't it? After all, if you truly liked her you wouldn't have ran after me huh? I'm sorry Alexander. I'll hear you out before jumping to conclusions next time." She hugged me.

Uh… "Yeah, but that's alright. I won't be alone in some ones room unless it's yours, I promise." I lied. About the first part that is. As long as it's the best way to keep from hurting Lolita, I had to make myself fall for Alexiel. I think.

Lolita

I walked into the classroom with a cup of hot chocolate in one hand and notebooks in the other. The class looked like a small stadium with stairs leading up to the ascending rows of desks near the back of the room. I noticed a familiar face in the back. His brown hair was longer then I had remembered. It was medium now and he was wearing glasses along. I ran up to where he was, almost tripping on the stairs.

"Lysander, what are you doing here!" I exclaimed.

"I joined the school." He smiled. "Now we can be together much more than before."

I sat down in the empty seat next to him. "I didn't know they let people in during the year. Anyway, It's great that we have a class together."

He took my hand and kissed it. "I'll make your time in this classroom memorable, Mrs. Leonte." He told me with a smile.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, you wish." It was going to happen; I knew that much, but why not tease him while I still could?

He began to respond but the teacher walked in and began the lesson so he had to keep quite. It had been 2 months since the incident with Alexiel and Alexander. Alexander had told me that Alexiel thought it was a misunderstanding, so we didn't bring it up again. Ever since then we didn't meet up at the coffee shop in the morning anymore. Alexiel said she wanted to spend the morning with Alexander and Heather and I decided it wouldn't be the same. I spent the morning sleeping now and whenever I had free time I would hang out with other friends. It left me with an empty feeling, not being able to hang out with my best friends anymore but it was probably for the best. I was determined to forget Alexander, I was hoping that I might be able to fall for Lysander since either way I had to marry him and restore my friendship with Heather.

After class we met up with Heather and Michael at the cafeteria. (We had been texting during lunch and she said she wanted to meet Lysander). The hour we spent in the lunch room was one of the longest hours of my life. Not only did I have to pretend that I was in love with Lysander, but every 5 minutes Heather and Michael started making out right in front of us.

"Oh Lolita, isn't this lovely? We used to wish we had boyfriends and now we have more then that! We should all go on a triple date with Alexander and Alexiel. Gosh, that would be so much fun."

You and Alexiel wished you had a boyfriend… I was fine with school and reading… "Ah, of course. We don't officially have boyfriends until we go on a date with other people!" I said with fake enthusiasm. She stood up and put her arm around Michael's.

"Lets go for a walk! And to look for Alexiel!" She exclaimed, already walking away. I rolled my eyes. There was not a day when Heather didn't get too ahead of herself.

Lysander and I walked behind them, stopping awkwardly every few seconds to look away when they kissed. One of those times Heather looked behind at us. "You guys look really weird. You sure you like each other?"

"Lolita's easily embarrassed." Lysander said laughing.

Although Heather was completely right about not liking each other, Lysander held his arm out to me and I took it. "Much better!" She said. I rolled my eyes when she wasn't looking.

We walked all over campus, and after a long time we finally found them on the school rooftop. They were leaning on the rail, contemplating the sunset. Alexiel's arm was around Alexander and her head was resting on his shoulder. I felt some jealousy stir inside of me. I let go of Lysander's arm.

"Alexiel, we have been looking all over for you two!" Heather ran up to her.

The couple looked back a little startled. Heather quickly started planning out the triple date with Alexiel.

"Lolita is right. Its not official until you have a date with your friends." She gave me a devious smirk. "I have an exciting announcement to make tonight during our date. Her eyes didn't move from mine for a second.

"Well then, Heather just text me where we should meet you guys later and we will meet you there. We'll catch you later!" Lysander said suddenly, pulling my arm. I followed him down quietly.

He was always helping me, wasn't he? Always trying to make everything easier for me. "Lysander, what are your feelings for me?" I asked him. I had to know.

"What do you mean? You are my fiancé." He smiled but he didn't look happy.

"That is only because our parents decided it."

"Lolita, my feelings aren't something you should be worried about. It should be yours." He stated.

"What do you mean by that?"

"He's obviously saying he doesn't trust you." A girl with long black hair says from behind him. He turns to look at her and she looks straight at him. "If you're her boyfriend, then you're right for not trusting her. I'm sure she's just cheating on you with many other boys." She smirks and starts walking away.

I sigh."She seems lovely. That was odd, was it just me or did she look a alot like you?" He asks me.

"That was Levyna Allen, my twin." I told him.

He looked at me with his mouth open. It was funny but I couldn't smile. "But-but I thought… Isn't Charlotte your only sister?" He stuttered.

"Under the Hawthorne name she is. That woman has the same blood line as me."

"Does she know? That you…"

"Of course she does. That we are sisters, that is. She doesn't know anything more than that." It was a cruel twist of fate that we would end up in the same school. I heard rumors that she had chosen to come to this school to escape our parents after my disappearance. It's a terrible thing to say but they never did like her much and everyone knew it. I may have only been 7, but even I understood that and it is one of the many reasons I don't miss them. I can only assume that they treated her even less fairly then they did before, something a lot of people thought impossible. She recognized me the first moment she saw me. Needless to say, she's hated me since we were born and that has only increased after our reunion. She only asked me if it was really me and avoided me ever since.

"So your fraternal twins? I mean you look identical now but before-"

"Wait! How did you know? How could you possible know that?" I interrupted. It's true that we looked exactly alike now but only because I dyed my hair this way, but he didn't know me until recently how could he... unless…

His eyes got wide as if he had just been told a shocking secret. "I meant to tell you," he said quickly. "I didn't know that you… well, I thought at the party… when you asked where I was from, well I just thought you were joking." He continued. "Then you told me at the park about your memory loss..." He didn't dare look me in the eye.

"Since when do you know me?" Charlotte couldn't help me here, the only thing I could do is trust him. Before he answered he led me to his room. It had the usual and tacky white walls every other room but his were covered in movie posters. He motioned me to sit down on his bed while he rummaged through the closet. Finally he came out with a box and he set it right next to me. He pulled up a chair in front of me.

"Open it." He said softly.

I picked up the grey box and removed the lid slowly. There were pictures, rocks and ticket stubs inside. I ignored the rocks and the stubs and concentrated on the pictures. I was in some of them. There was one where we were in my backyard. I was sitting in front of a birthday cake that said "Happy 8th Birthday Lolita!" and he was sitting next to me. We were wearing little pointy party hats and smiling as if we had never had so much fun in our lives. The other pictures were similar: playing in the park, the beach, at an amusement park, etc. The weird thing was that after a certain point I didn't appear in any of the pictures.

"What happened? I stopped appearing after a certain age…" I looked at him, his eyes lost in memories that I didn't remember.

"We were in differently classrooms one year. We made new friends and well, grew apart." He said with his eyes on the floor.

I thought about this for a moment. I wanted to put my hand on his shoulder and comfort him. But, what could I say? I'm sorry?

"That was the year you met Alexander." He said breaking the silence. "After that you spent every moment with him."

"But… we are here now, right?" I assured him.

"Yeah." His cell phone beeped.

"It must be Heather."

He looked at his phone and nodded. "She wants us there at 6."

I paced the room back and forth. Is there a way to avoid this? Maybe if I suggested a date with just the two of us…

Alexander

"Alexander. You know you have your own room right?" Claude told me through gritted teeth.

"I know and I'm sorry. I just need to find a way to get out of this."

"I can imagine how you must feel, but is she that bad?"

"Well, she's cool when she wants to be, but I don't like her like that. Even if I do take her for eternity, that's not going to change.

"I don't think I can help you. Although, if your that desperate ill try contacting Charlotte, there isn't anything she can't solve." He told me. "You better get going, it's almost six."

I nodded "Thanks Claude. I owe you."

"You owe me a lot." He said shaking his head disapprovingly.

I headed toward the diner on campus slowly. Tonight Alexiel was announcing the date of our wedding-styled covenant ceremony. It was only a week from now, which didn't give me much time to get out of it, or you know kill myself. Even though I was walking very slowly I still made it in a matter of minutes. The waitress led me to the U-shaped booth where everyone else was waiting for me. Lolita, as usual, looked beautiful in a red and black striped tube top, a black skirt with matching tights and black arm warmers. I made a mental note to myself that I would have to drink some acid if I ever talked about clothing like that again. Damn, does that girl drive me crazy.

"Hi sweetie! I missed you." Alexiel stood up to hug me. How long had she been here?

I forced myself to smile and reply. "Missed you too." Not really…

As I sat down I realized the glare Lysander was giving me. What was his problem? Lolita was looking out the window, something must be on her mind. Heather and Michael, on the other hand, were looking joyful and completely unaware of the situation.

"So what was it you wanted to tell us Alexiel? Don't tell me you're pregnant?" Heather asked.

I shuddered secretly. I couldn't bear the thought.

"Heather! Shut up! No way." She replied feigning embarrassment. "I just wanted to announce my upcoming wedding. You girls will be my bridesmaids right?" She said with excitement in her eyes.

If only it was just a wedding. You can divorce someone if that was so…

Lolita looked at her as if she had just asked her to bury herself alive.

"Of course we will! Right, Lolita?" I almost felt bad for how much had been kept from Heather that made her so clueless.

"Yeah, and after we can play some Russian roulette." She replied bluntly.

"Oh Lolita, you don't have to be jealous just because we are having our wedding first." She was trying to make her snap. I looked at her but she seemed to be avoiding my gaze.

"Oh, don't worry about that Lolita. I'm sure it doesn't matter when it happens as long as it happens right?" Heather added. "Anyway, is it just a wedding?"

"Well of course not. It's also a covenant ceremony." I had never hated the name as much as I did every time she said it.

"Covenant?" Lolita asked, clearly shocked.

"Yes, Alexander and I are just so eager to spend the eternity together." She said proudly. Me? Eager? As if. Lolita stared at her with her mouth open. "Something wrong Lolita?"

"You're a real bitch you know that? I'm sure it's not the first time you hear that." She snapped at her. Go Lolita! Thank god no one can hear my thoughts.

This is the part where, in a movie, this scene would usually be replaced with a nice little picture and a message saying something like 'please stay with us, we are currently experiencing some technical difficulties' or something like that. The point is, I'm sure if none of us were there then they might have started fighting, but for the sake of everyone else in the restaurant they settled for nasty words. To summarize what happened, They both said some really mean comments at each other, Lysander's glare got more threatening, Heather, Michael, and I sat awkwardly, and Lolita excused herself with the words "I hope you burn in hell, Alexiel". It took me and Heather's combined efforts to hold Alexiel back.

"Lysander! What's wrong with you? Why aren't you going after her?" Heather scolded him when he wouldn't budge.

"At this point, I'm helping her more by staying away. She needs to sort out her feelings." That bastard…

I stood up. "Alexiel, listen do you mind-"

She grabbed my arm before I could move, or finish my sentence. "Alexander Sterling, if you take one step I'm going to make you wish you we're dead." She said seriously. Maybe I shouldn't have asked. I didn't doubt that, considering her family was pretty much a mafia. Nevertheless, I was at my limit. I'm not going to sit around and watch my life slip past me any longer.

I sighed. "Try me." I made sure she could see that I wasn't bluffing. I broke away from her grasp and headed toward the door.

"You better tell her to watch her back!" She yelled at me.

I looked back at her one last time. "I'll protect her no matter what."