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A Love Story, By Emo_Girl_Luna and I (Warning Mature Themes) |
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Emo_Girl_Luna Myself
Jordan pushed off his blanket while he sat up and yawned. He smiled brightly as he walked, opening his door with a florish, heading down the hallway and into the bathroom. 'Ah, the first day of summer vacation,' he thought happily, twisting the knob to turn on the shower head. He took a few steps backward to look at himself.
Jordan stood there looking at his profile in the mirror. He was lean with more of a feminine body. His dark brown eyes and short brown hair gave him a more normal, less noticatble, look. 'I feel like a girl for looking in a mirror for so long,' he joked with himself. He shook his head and pulled of his pajamas and jumped in the shower. He washed his body then his hair before leaving the warmth of the water. 'I hate the cold,' he thought pouting. He snached a towel off the shelf and dried off as fast as humanly possible. When he finished realized something. "I forgot my clothes!" he said surprised. He frantically wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door, preparing himself to make a mad dash down the hallway.
Clothes went flying in his face. His twin brother, Kevin was standing outside the door. "Man, next time, don't leave your clothes on my bed. Oh and, you might want to hurry to get to our room. Katrina is coming upstairs." He said, turning and putting his hands behinnd his head casually. They had to share a room, mostly because the house was small, and there were only three rooms. One for his parents, one for Katrina, and one for them to share.
Kevin Was a full fledged runner. He was muscular, but not too. His Dark brown eyes were sharp, exactly the same as Jordans. His hair was the same brown. The only difference was that his hairs tips were all a dark red. He was also taller then Jordan, and Stronger. I guess you could say he was the big brother, even though he was five seconds younger.
Steps could be heard coming up the stairs. "Trina! Lets go downstairs and watch TV!" Kevin called, running down the stairs. He looked back at Jordan with the you-owe-me look. Trina was twelve, short, and had long, blonde hair. No one knew why she had the blonde hair, she just did.
Jordan sighed in relief. 'Man, I would have never lived that down if Trina saw me,' he thought as he put on a pair of blue jeans and a tight black T-shirt. He walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs. Him and Kevin seemed to switch roles slowly over the years. Now Kevin was the 'official' big brother and him the younger one, but he liked it that way. He prefered having someone there for him, always looking out for him. Jordan smiled again, him and his brother were complete opposites. He prefered books over sports, while Kevin hated sitting around for long periods of time. Jordan walked past the living room and into the kitchen grabbing an apple from the fridge. Their parents went to work early and came home late most of the time, leaving the three to fend fot themselves mostly. He sat at the kitchen table, munching on the apple while trying to remember wht he had to do for the summer reading project that he had been assigned.
At that moment, trina ran into the kitchen and grabbed his hand, starting to pull him. "Uh oh!" she was laughing hysterically. "I pushed Kevin behind the couch.. he landed in a funny position so he cant get out!" she fell on her knees laughing hard. "TRINA! I'M GONNA KILL YOU ONCE I GET OUT OF HERE!" Kevin yelled from the other room. That just made trina laugh harder. "He was looking for the remote and I juust pushed, Like this." She pushed Jordans chest, making the chair sway. She ran out of the room, laughing her head off.
There was a crash in the Living room, then a shriek. Kavin walked in with Trina over his shoulder. "What should we do with her today? It seems she started the trouble, again. Should we trash can her, or we can go throw her in the lake." He was about to bust up laughing, and he was joking, it was easy to see on his face, but Katrina couldn't see. She started squirming and pouning on his back. "No!" she yelled. Kevin looked at jordan to see if he would join in.
"I'm thinking the lake," Jordan replied wincing as he he grabbed the edge of the table to pull himself up. He always loved messing with Trina. "She needs a shower so why not just kill two birds with one stone," he said, giving his brother a mischevious grin. "I bet the water is pretty cold considering it's only eight in the morning," he continued as he walked over to them. When he stopped he gave his sister a innocent smile while tilting his head.
Trin shrieked and kneed Kevin in the chest, knocking the wind out of him. He lost his gip on her and she rolled off of him, and ran upstairs. They heard a door slam. Kevin laughed softly, rubbing his chest. "That girl is getting too strong for us to keep harassing her like this.." He said, looking at Jordan. "I was much better when she was five, because she couldn't do ANYTHING to us.." He said, sighing. "You ok? Looks like you took a bad fall.." He said, looking at his brother closely.
Jordan winced slightly. Was he that obvious? "N-No I'm fine," he said lying. In truth his back was killing him from the stupid fall he took. "So what's on today's agenda?" he asked, standing stiffly. He hated feeling weak, like he was some fraglie piece of glass that couldn't even survive a small fall.
"Stop trying to act like it didn't hurt. That would have hurt me too. Now let me see, or I am going to hold you down and look. Trying to act like it doesn't hurt when it really does is childish behavior." Kevin said, rolling his eyes. He hated whhen his brother tried to act tought. It made him want to laugh. His brother was not strong, at all. He knew it, but it would be wierd if Jordan was strong.
Crane Noir · Sun Jan 14, 2007 @ 08:28pm · 1 Comments |
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