Here's the next chapter.

Welcome Sean!

I hope he isn't too OOC, but I'm writing this at midnight, so this entire think might make no sense.

If you guys wanna be nice, you should check out the song I wrote. This is a YouTube link. I apologize if adding it is obnoxious. Just take out the random spacing. Or just search Steph Bidwell Original Song on youtube. It's called Seof Destruction, but the title of the video is just Original Song.

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So yeah. This chaoter is full of nice sixties slang. Some of it makes no sense to me, and some are things I say on a daily bases.

Bare in mind that this takes place in 1962, so Sean radio probably looks a bit like something you would think is garbage. And Etta James' At last album ce out a few years before.

I can just kinda picture Sean listening to her.


So yeah hope it isn't too random and pulled apart.

Elizabeth was feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Within the past two days she had run away from social services, met her long lost twin brother, and now she was sitting inside of a mansion while Scott and the owner of said mansion discussed the guardian arrangements for her, and if it would be possible for the man to alter the social workers minds to make it look like they had sent her brother and her here, instead of them running away.

It it was actually beginning to give her a migraine.

She blinked a few times, and looked over at Alex. He was alive. And now he was irking at her.

Her long dead twin brother was sitting in a mansion smirking at her while Scott discussed custody with a mind reader.

The world had officially gone insane.

after a while, the wheel chaired telepath glanced over at her. He gave her a small smile, and then looked at Alex.

"Why don't you show Elizabeth around? I'm not sure that this is going to be very entertaining for either if you, and the only person that it is imperative that he is in this room for this discussion is Scott." Charles looked thoughtful for a moment. "How about you and Sean get her set up with a room?"

Alex gave a swift nod, and got up from his post of leaning against the wall.

"C'mon Liz. I think you'll like Sean. He's a real interesting guy." Alex smirked at her again, and Elizabeth wasn't really sure she wanted to meet this Sean gut. Alex's expression was making her just a little bit nervous.

By that time, Liza's twin brother had walked to the door and was holding it open for her to go through.

She did so, and Alex followed after her, walking so he was standing right beside her.

"Sean's not a bad guy." he said glancing at her from the corner of his eye. "Just a bit list. But he's getting better. He's only a few years older than us. A bit of a weirdo, but he's nice enough."

Liz wasn't really sure how to respond to Alex's obvious attempt at calming her down for this meeting a random person.

She had noticed that he never seemed to act the same way any given moment. Either their were some screws loode in his head, or he wasn't sure how to act around her.

She kinda figured it was the second one. She sure wasn't sure how to act around him. here was her long lost twin brother. In some ways he was a stranger. Yet at one point in her life, they had been as close arms close could get. If not for the plane crash, they probably still would be. It was confusing.

Alex gave a slightly nervous looking smile, and begun walking down the hall back into the large entry way.

After that he lead her up the grand set of double stairs. They headed to the left, and didn't stop climbing for two stories. When they did halt in their trek, Alex started down a long straight corridor, and Liz had no choice but to follow.

"Sean!" he called. "Sean, you bastard!" Towards the end of the hall, he banged on a closed door once before uncerimonously shoving it open.

"Sean, man, did you not hear me yelling from down the hall!"

The room was large, and was covered in dirty clothing, the items draping over the wooden dresser, and the plush chair in the corner.

Lying on a bed was a lanky teenaged boy with red curls. He was lying up side down, tapping his foot against his head board as music blared from his expensive looking radio.

Presumedly, this was Sean. his only response was to shrug his shoulders.

"Whatever, dip stick. Get up, and turn that trash off"

"Hey!" Sean protested. "Etta James is groovy!"

"Sure she is." Alex snorted, "If you're a teen girl maybe."

Seam grumbled as he pulled himself to a sitting position, and turned off his radio.

that was when he finally seemed to notice Liz standing beaife Alex.

"Who is this fox?" he looked her over appreciatively.

Liz found herself blushing, but also feeling vaguely irritated. The first thing this cat does when he sees her is check her out!

She was spared having to react at Alex gave Sean a scathing look.

"My sister you flake. Keep your eyes and hands to yourself."

"Well might I say that you are one fine skirt, Alex's sister."

Now this was just annoying.

"Bug off." Liza rolled her eyes. Guys were dorks.

"ouch. I'm hurt. I really am."

"Let's go, ditz. We're supposed to set her up with a room. "

"Might I suggest the one next to mine?"

"Charles is going to turn this place into a school. Girls rooms are going to be in the other wing."

Sean just laughed. Liz was honestly beggining to think that he might be a bit messed up in the head, but she didn't bother commenting.

When they finally left Sean's room, they walked all the way back down the stairs to the entry hall, and back up the right flight of stairs, going to the third floor.

That bugged her. Was she going to have to do that every time she wanted to see Scott?

wjen they got ontobthe correct floor, in the correct hall, Alex informed her that she had the choice of any room there.

That was pretty bitchin'. Sh. Had never actually gottom the choice of whatever she wanted in anything. Having options between a dozen rooms made her feel pretty fly.

She slowly made her way in and out of each room, Alex and Sean following her, for what reason she didn't know. Eventually she chose a room towards the middle of the hall, with a large window that had a view of the grounds. The room itself was twice the size of her room at the Girls Home, and the closet was large enough that if she had wanted to put a mattress in it, she could've.

she had no idea what she would do with all that closet space, especially since she was wearing her only clothing. And technically thise weren't hers either.

However, ahe loved the bed. It was huge. As in, she could've fit two of her old bed in it huge.

She turned to ALex, completely ignoring the redheaded boy.

"This one. I want this one."

Alex grinned at her, seeming amused by her simple answer.

"Sean, go get sheets and a blanket from the laundry."

Sean grumbled, but left to do so.

"We probably should've grabbed those on our way up here. Oh well. So I noticed neither you or Scott had any bags with you?"

Liz hesitated For a moment. She wasn't sure how to explain their sudden departure. After a moment she decided on blanket honesty.

"My powers went berserk. I was just sitting there, and suddenly everything was on fire. I woke up in a hospital. The only person in the room was Scott. We knew that... We knew that people would go a bit ape on me if they realized how the fire started. So we split town. I'm lucky I'm not still wearing a hospital gown. Scott had some extra rags bin his car, so I put on those. Stole the flip flops offa somebodies front porch."

Alex frowned at her. For a moment Liza thought he was going to get on her case about the flip flop thievery.

The he said; "We have gotta get you some new clothes. I'll talk to Charles about it later."

"no one has to get me anything."

"Yes we do. Espeicially is Charles becomes your gardisn too. Then he'll be legally required to buy you clothes. Can't have you wondering around in the same clothes every day. It'd get raunchy."

"what's raunchy?" Sean asked making his return, face muffled in a rumpled pile of bedclothes.

They were plain white, and the blamket was a pale green.

"Nothing, Sean."

The three of them secured the blankets onto the matteress, placed the blanket on, and Liz adjusted the pillows.

When they finished setting up Liz's white and green bed, Alex spoke.

"Tour Time."