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11Not to far off future.
2027, January 10. Wolf Moon
‘Ow. Why dose my head ringing? Oh it's the door bell. Time to get up then.’ Jasmine got up out of bed and walked over to the intercom. "Hello?" She moaned.
"Good morning Miss. I'm Sergeant Cross, may I come in?" said a male voice. Jasmine looked up at the TV above the intercom. Sure enough there was a man in an army uniform standing at the front door.
"Um, sure, come in and sit in the lounge I’ll be down soon." Jasmine muttered she walked over to the Japanese screen that separated the room in half which she shared with her sister Yazmine. She open slid it open and peered in. "Hey Yazzy we got a visitor." Jasmine said to her twin sister, Yazmine nodded and got off her coach. She slammed her door on her way out. Jasmine sighed, ‘There are something's you should know about Yazmine.’
1) She doesn't smile.
2) We have nothing in common.
3) She doesn't say much, and when she does its rude, sarcastic, or
just plain stupid.
‘Oh, yeah, and we look almost nothing alike. Yazmine has long straight red hair that goes to the small of her back, green eyes, a soft rose mouth, pale skin, and is an inch shorter than me. While I have brown loose, curly hair that goes to my thighs. Steel grey eyes, a delicate nose and tan skin. I think the only thing we have in common, is a streak of white running through our hair. When we were born we were identical. As we got older we began to look different and we grew apart.’
By the time Jasmine got to the living room, Yazmine was sitting at the bar with her tub of chocolate ice-cream. Laura was making drinks. ‘Laura was our nanny slash house keeper when were younger. She's the closest thing we have got to a mother. We have a mum but we're not aloud to see her. The last time we saw her was when Yazzy and I were four and we were standing outside a Court house. Laura lives with us in the Winter Mansion. We call it the mansion because it its so big, any way back to the living room. Our living room is connected to the kitchen so I went to get my breakfast.’
‘Ok, it's Sunday and I'm tired. I was up all night watching Yu-Gi-Oh; there was a 24 hour marathon thing-magingy on. My head is pounding and I' finding it very hard to concentrate, so I have no idea who this guy is sitting in the lounge. He is familiar though, my chocolate ice-cream helps my head and my coffee. Yum, caffeine.’
"Who is he again?" Yazmine asked Laura.
"Sergeant Cross." She answered.
Yazmine nodded. "He's cute." She whispered to Laura.
"I agree." Laura muttered looking at Sergeant Cross.
Jaz hits me on the arm. "Don't." She hissed at me. All I can do is glare at her.
Some people say our eyes scare them, cause Jaz's are steel grey. So they say to us, well her, "It’s like looking into melting steel that will trap you and never let you go."
She just laughs and says, "Just don't get me angry."
Then they laugh and say, "You angry? Never!" But trust me on this one, never get Jasmine angry. It all ways ends in chaos. And me well, people avoid looking me in the eyes, actually people avoid me all together. Well that's just me, so yah coming back to earth.
Sergeant Cross stood, "I'm sorry but I'm not here for a social call. I have grave news to share." He said in a kind voice. That's when we knew…
"Daddy's dead!!" Yazmine and I said in a scream whispered, if that’s even possible. We said it at the same time which made Sergeant Cross and Laura look at us.
"It's a twin thing" I said. It's true, though Yazzy and I have been able to do it sense we were little kids and we can do, you know, other twin stuff too. Like the knowing if the other twin is in trouble and so forth. “Yes I’m sorry to say your father has past away. I must go now I have to go play grim ripper for other families to… please call me if there’s anything to do, your father was a good man.” the sergeant said and headed for the door. “Here ill walk you out.” Laura said following him out. Yazmine handed over a spoon and moved her ice-cream for us to share!! I know it won’t kick in that my father is dead until a little later for me and her, so just sharing ice-cream with my detached sister was a world of sorrow. Yazzy doesn’t share so that showed me how upset she was. Laura came back in and hugged us both. “I’m sorry girls I’ll leave you be and ill start the funereal plans later on in the week.” Without bursting out in ties, well excepted yazmine I’ve never seen her cry.
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