Okay, so the first chapter was more like prologue than anything.

Chapter 2- Drama

(Starlightchick)

SPENCER'S POV

I marched up the stairs to the first room and swung the door open. Not a free room.

I shut the door, skipped the next two doors and walked to the last one.

The door was a little nicer than the others, probably because it was new.

I swung it open and saw that 3 beds were in the large room. As well as 3 desks, chairs, closets and mirror sets.

I set my two bags on the bed in the corner of the room. I nearly pulled off the zipper with all the anger that filled me.

I was thought of as a boy again; before I got here I got a nasty email from my parents saying that if I screw this up, I can say good-bye to Max. And I have to deal with a bunch of preppy kids with money.

My family had money, but my parents like to ignore us completely. I made the bed, trying to hold back tears.

I can't screw this up, I can't.

I lay on white and black pillows on the black comforter. My hands covering my eyes, I couldn't let myself cry, I couldn't and I wouldn't.

I bit my tongue to fight back the tears.

There was a soft knock on the door followed by the soft padding on boots.

Max.

"Hey, you ok?" Max asked, taking the bed nearest to the door.

"Yeah, chill. Just… Just a headache." No need to bring up the email.

"Okay, well I'm pretty sure those British kids are scared of you. But Nina sounds American."

"Yeah, I noticed that too." I said, lifting my hands off my eyes, knowing there were no traces of my about-to-cry moment.

I looked at her as she finished spreading out the blue and green comforter that I had gotten her for her birthday. Which is the same as my birthday, which is in 2 weeks.

"So, anything from mom and dad?" She asked her eyes full of hope.

Being the older, more dramatic one, I put on a smile and said in a cheerier voice, "Yeah, they told us to have fun."

She smiled, got up, and walked to the door. "I'm going to explore, and Spence?"

"Yeah?" I asked, looking up at her.

"You still need to work on your lying." She walked up, her boots echoing up the wooden hall.

I lay back down, not in the mood, I mean, come on, I've basically lived with Hailey, Tyler, and Jared. Same with Max.

We hated it at home, and our parents hated having us there.

So basically, Hailey's parents adopted us, Jared's single mom loved us, and Tyler's parents don't want to see us hurt.

I wish I could say the same that my parents cared what happen to my friends, but I can't.

The door opened and in walked Tyler.

"Hey," He smiled sitting on the edge of my bed.

Go away," I said, I could feel tears prickling in the back of my eyes, I kept thinking of that nasty email.

He looked at me, lost. "Spence, you don't look so good."

I don't feel so good, but being the drama geek I am, I gripped my head, and said, "Can you go grab me some IB prop hen?"

He looked at me, "Spence, I know for a fact you always pack IB prop hen."

Crap, he knew me too well.

"Well, I'm out." I lied, going to a last resource.

He unzipped the first pocket of my basic black and silver luggage that his parents gave me, and pulled out a full bottle of IB prop hen.

He smiled, putting two in his hands, and handed them to me. I swallowed the two without any water.

"Thanks," I said, looking around at the blank room.

"Spence, is there something wrong?" He asked, and I could feel those stupid tears coming back.

"Yeah, fine, you know, just…"

He wrapped his arms around him as I burst into tears. I buried my head into his chest and cried. I never cry; we should get that straight.

I stopped crying at six when my parents started finding it very annoying to have two little girls around the house.

I met Jared and Tyler that way. Max and I had to go to a new school… First grade.

*FLASH BACK*

We walked into the first grade classroom, nervous.

My bronze color hair was pulled into two pigtails and I was in a black elbow length tee with blue jeans. I looked down at the basic black converses I had, than I glance over at Max.

Max had her pretty blond hair in a pony tail; she was in a green shirt with a blue belt around the center. She hated pink, we both do. She had on cute flared, faded blue jeans.

Like always, she was the better dressed and never had to worry.

She shifted the green backpack with white flowers. I had bought it with the money I earned from the nice next door neighbor at our last house.

We walked up to the pretty pale hair teacher, her desk was nice and neat, different from the one at the other school, but at the last school I was placed in a different class than Max.

"Hello, are you the new students?" The rest of the class looked over at us; they were in tables of three.

"Yep." Max said, flashing the teacher a smile.

"Welcome, I'm Ms. Coleman. How about you two go to the front of the classroom and introduce yourself to the others, ok?"

We nodded and followed her to the front of the room.

"Well, class, we have two new students. Introduce yourselves, and say something about you ok?"

I nodded, but Max got nervous, she never liked talking in front of classes.

So I saved her, "This is Max and I'm Spencer Axasin, we both play soccer and we are fraternal twins." I nodded, as the teacher explained what 'Fraternal' meant.

A boy with white-blond hair raised his hand.

"Yes, Jared?" Ms. Coleman asked, calling on the boy.

"Isn't Spencer a boy name?"

"Well it can be both but-"

The boy started making smart comments as I glared at him. This is what happened at the last school.

I started playing with the straps of my basic black backpack. It was worn and beaten up.

Mary, my old best friend, brother gave it to me. He was going to throw it out but I really liked it, so he gave it to me.

"Spencer, why don't you sit at that table," Ms. Coleman pointed to the table where that Jared kid was and another boy. I shrugged and walked over; I would have preferred to be with my sister.

"And Max, how about over there," She pointed Max to a table with a blond and a brunette. Max skipped over, and started talking to the girls as if they were best friends.

I slid into my seat and started pulling things from my back pack to put in the desk. The two boys looked at me, curious.

"So, are you like all the other girls?" A boy other boy asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked, as I set an orange spiral notebook and a pencil on my desk and zipped the bag up.

"You like Barbie and My Little Pony huh?" Jared said, rolling his eyes.

"Ew no," I said, "I like cars and playing sports."

Both boys looked surprised.

"I'm Tyler," The other boy said, smiling.

"Jared," Jared said.

"Want to play basketball with us?" Tyler asked, and he winked, "Don't worry, we'll go easy on you."

I smiled sweetly back, "I think your the one who's going to need help."

*END OF FLASHBACK*

I looked up at Tyler. "I hate them," I said, after minutes of crying. I wiped my eyes and pulled away. "I really do, I hate them."

"You got Hailey's parents, who love you as their own daughters." Hailey was Max's best friend and soon became mine.

"It's not the same, you know that."

"I know," He said, sadly. He smiled at me softly, "Should we go get some British kids pissed?"

I laughed spite myself. "Sure, Ty, we can go get some British people to swear at you."

"YES!" He said, I hit him playfully, getting up and looking at myself in the mirror. My face was red.

"I'll be back in a minute, meet you by the stairs, okay?" He shrugged as I walked to a door and figured it was the bathroom, since I could see the tile under the door.

I knocked and pushed the door open, locking it behind me. I walked over to the sink and splashed cool water in my face, "Got to get under control." I mumbled, drying my face and looking in the mirror.

No trace. I smiled and walked out, bumping into Nina.

"Oh! Sorry," Nina said, looking down.

"Look," I said, feeling like an idiot for acting so badly. "I'm sorry about outside."

"It's okay, I guess."

"So, see you around?" I was never good at admitting I was wrong.

"Yeah, see you at dinner." She smiled as I walked down the stairs. I heard Max laughing and I knew there was trouble.

As I got to the bottom, Tyler was looking at me with one look, Max.

I rolled my eyes and we walked into the living room to see Hailey and Max playing a violent game of mercy and the rest of the Anubis house and Jared and Alex were watching.

"Give up!" Max said, as they wrestled on the floor, trying to get the other to admit they were weak.

"No way!" Hailey said, getting on top of Max and pinning her down. "You give."

"How about you both give?" I said, looking down at the scene.

"Aw, Spence, can't we finish?" Hailey asked.

"You guys look like idiots on the floor."

"Well, I won't look like an idiot when I win." Max said, trying to turn Hailey over.

"Right," I said, sarcasm dripped off my words.

"Yeah, I'm right." Max said, smiling victorious.

I rolled my eyes, "Good luck with whatever you're doing."

"Good luck with Tyler." Hailey said and my friends roared with laughter.

"We do not think of each other like that." I snapped.

"Yeah, you guys really need to get a hobby." Tyler added.

"Oh whatever, you two have been in love since 1st grade." Max said, rolling her eyes and standing up.

My phone buzzed and I answered it. "Hello?"

"Where are you?" My mother's voice echoed loudly through the phone. I walked away, ignoring my friends stares.

I walked up the stairs, no one was up there.

"I'm in England." I said.

"WHY ARE YOU IN ENGLAND?" My mother screamed, drunk.

"Max and I got a scholarship, remember?" I asked, getting annoyed.

"Do not use that tone with me young lady," My mother said, hiccupping. "I could have tossed your sorry butts out a while ago."

Thank goodness she isn't near the stage when she goes crazy.

"Well, we're here."

"You get here now." And after that, she went crazy. Swearing every-other word, and just… nasty.

"Get here now." She hissed.

"No," I said, almost yelling.

"Get here, now." She hissed again.

"GO BURN IN HECK!" I screamed, throwing the phone against the wall. I walked down the stairs, stepping on the phone as I walked by it; my mother's screams could still be heard.

Then I ran, out of the building, down the road, and out of the campus.

Who cares if I get expelled?

I don't!

MAX'S POV

When Spencer answered the phone, I knew there would be trouble.

"No," Spencer practically yelled.

"GO BURN IN HECK!" She screamed; I heard a loud thudding and feet walking down the steps.

Jared, Tyler and I were barely up from where we were sitting to see the door shut. She was running.

I heard muffled screaming as I walked to the door. I looked on the steps and saw Spencer's phone crushed but still working.

"I'll put Max in a foster home!" My mother screamed, drunk. "I'll put her in a foster home and you can go suffer!"

I slammed my foot on the phone, silencing my mother's drunken yells. I picked it up to see everyone staring. It took my friends one moment to realize what happened.

"Drunk?" Jared asked, taking the phone gently from my hands.

I nodded; my mother hated Spencer the most, Spencer always tried to act perfect to get my mother's love.

She at least said to me she loved me when she was somber. But to Spencer it was the same, nasty, harsh things.

"Why can't she just leave you alone?"Hailey demanded, getting pissed.

"What just happened?" Amber demanded, looking at us.

I sighed; I didn't need to deal with this. Is this how Spencer felt all the time? Taking care of me and taking most of the blame for most things.

I didn't answer them and walked up the stairs. I heard a loud crack of thunder and rain pounded against the house.

"Isn't someone going to get her?" Nina asked, looking around. My friends and I shared a look.

"I'll go." Tyler said, and with that he sprinted out of the house into the icy rain.

"Okay, now can we please know what just happened?" Mara demanded.

I glared at all them and walked up to my room, not caring what people think. I had enough of today as I can stand, I'll skip dinner and go to sleep.

But I can't do that since Spencer is gone.

I sighed, pulling out my laptop and sliding in Forever Strong.

It's like Spencer's motto.

She's always strong, she never cries, she never gets stuff for herself, she never causes problem, she always takes the blame for everything, and she does everything she can so I can be free to do what I want.

I flicked the lights off and waited for Spencer to get home.

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