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Growin' Up by Bruce Springsteen

Keeping the Faith by Billy Joel

Growing Up

It was in the paper.

June 7, 1991

Birth Announcement

Charles Force and his wife, the former Trinity Burden, are the new proud parents of a twin boy and girl. Benjamin Hamilton Force and Madeleine Alexis Force were born at 6:34 this morning. Mother and children are doing well.

There was a picture with the two infants in a cradle, their parents nowhere in sight. It would remain like that. Alone, except for each other, for 17 years.

Benjamin Force is 4 when his nanny took him to see the ducks in Central Park. He sat for hours watching the little boats that were in the water go around in circles. His nanny gave him a bag of crackers to throw to them.

His twin sister is next to him, sighing impatiently. She hadn't wanted to come; she wanted to be back at home, playing with her new toys. But her brother insisted. He could be awfully stubborn. When she reached to touch a little boat that passed her, an older kid came and smacked her hand away.

"Don't touch my boat!" He shouted at her. She started to tear up, no one had ever yelled at her before. Suddenly her brother was beside her. He pushed the kid away. The kid looked surprised for a second and then angrily got up and stormed away, taking the boat with him. Her brother wiped away her tears.

"It's ok." He said simply.

She nodded into his shoulder. He grabbed her hand leading her to the picnic basket on the park bench. The one they weren't supposed to touch. He took out two cookies, handing her one. He smiled.

She shook her head, grinning. "Blackjack"

6 year old Madeleine Force sat in her room, among every toy, stuffed animal and game any girl could ever want. Her tea set sat in front of her, untouched. Every toy in the world with no one to play with.

Oh sure, there were maids and servants but no one her own age. Her brother wouldn't play tea party with her. So she compensates with surrounding herself with people whenever she is out of the house. All of her mother's friends fawn over her long blond hair, her bright green eyes. She likes the feeling of being adored, fawned over. It takes the loneliness away for a little while.

Jack Force is 11 when he found a lost bloodhound puppy. He had been dragging his knee board back from the water in the Hamptons when it nearly knocked him over as it collided with him. He leaned down to pet it and it wagged his tail, sitting at his feet. He reluctantly gets up to go home when he sees the sun had nearly gone down.

But as he walked the dog followed. He tried to shoo it away but the dog stayed adamantly at his heels. He leaned down to check if he wore a collar. He didn't. He brought him to the house, ignoring the horrified looks of the maid as he dragged a wet, sandy dog into the newly cleaned room. His parents didn't seem surprised or even angry at the dog's presence, they even seemed a little proud.

He named him Patch.

She goes by Mimi now. She is 14 and starting high school today. It doesn't matter that she is just moving buildings; it makes all the difference to her. She spent countless hours searching for and picking out her perfect outfit and even more money. She smiles at her reflection in the mirror.

She walks downstairs to see her breakfast already laid out for her. A grapefruit, a croissant and a cappuccino. She hears a thumping of heavy footsteps and her brother appears in the doorway of the kitchen.

His eyes are still half closed and his light blond hair is rumpled from sleep. He kisses her forehead as he passes. She smiles at him and he makes a face at the chipperness in her mood. He never was a morning person.

He sits down and grabs cereal from the cabinet. Their mother and father appear in the doorway, smiling at them proudly. Well, their mother was. Their father looked distracted. He was already dressed for work and was looking at his blackberry with a concerned look on his face. Trinity kissed each of their foreheads. She has to stand on her toes to reach Jack, he is already so tall. As they leave for school Mimi looks back to their townhouse before stepping into the car. She waves, trying to catch her parents' attention. But neither of then turned, all too preoccupied in their work.

She stepped into the cab with a frown on her face. Her brother pulled her into his arms without saying a word. He tapped on the window that separated them from the driver, signaling for him to drive.

Jack Force is 15 when he notices the intricate blue marks on his arms. He tries to cover his arms with his lacrosse jersey or with a blazer so no one sees. The older kids in the halls give him knowing looks like they are expecting something from him.

His sister has them too. He held his arms up to hers and the swirling patterns match perfectly. No surprise.

Suddenly he has less and less of an appetite for cooked food, he has carvings for raw meat. As he sits down for dinner he scarfs down the rare steak on his plate, as per request. He looks up to see his parents looking at him with the same looks the upperclassmen did at school. His father gives him a level look and holds a platter out to him.

"More?"

Mimi Force is 16 when she officially enters blue blood society. About time. She thinks. Her brother looks out the window.

He is probably still shocked. She thinks to herself. She reaches for his hand, but he snatches it away quickly. She quickly hides her hurt from him, instead turning away from him. Their driver pulls up in front of their New York townhouse. She steps out and slams the door before Jack could get out. He sends her a glare as he steps out of the other side of the car. She ignores him and heads for the house.

As she opens the door she reaches to turn on the lights. Odd, her "parents" should have been home by now.

"SURPRISE!" they scream as the lights turn on. Piper Crandall, one of her many best friends, run up to her and pull her into a hug. Jack walks up behind her and passes her to talk to his lacrosse buddies who stood by the couches. He is pulling away from her. She thought.

But she puts on a smile anyway as she is fawned over by everyone who is everyone. He'll come around, she thought to herself. He always does.

Jack Force is 17 when he meets her. She was standing at the curb outside a popular club called the Bank. Next to her was a tall, sandy haired boy. Oliver, he thinks the boy's name was.

He had jumped in front of a speeding taxi cab, just to test out the coven's theory. There is something they weren't telling them. Mimi thinks he is paranoid but he is adamant. His memories are coming to him in waves.

"Are you ok?" She asked concerned and slightly scared. He stared at her. How had she seen him? He looked at her more closely. He could faintly see the sangre azul under her pale skin. Her blue eyes were still focused on his. A lock of dark hair fell across her face. He wanted to push it away. She was beautiful.

"I don't know what you are talking about." He said, covering for his mistake. Stupid! He chastised himself.

"Are you headed into Block 122?" He asked, pointing to where he was headed. She blushed and shook her head, pointing towards the Bank.

But before he could say more her friend came back, wrapping a protective arm around her shoulder. "Ready to go in, babe?" He said pointedly, shooting a glare in my direction. I unconsciously glared back.

She smiled apologetically and turned to leave.

"Bye Jack" He stood there watching her go before turning to find his sister.

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