As soon as we passed the house door, Chris grabbed my arm.
"I'll go home. Grandma is alone!"
"So I'm going to sleep there, too."
"No way!" I exclaimed.
"Oh, really?"
“Cassandra!” Chandler called my name and flashed a sweet smile at me. I returned the smile.
"What's the matter? Why do you smile at Chandler but never at me?" Chris scowled.
"Ridiculous."
"Do I look the same as him? I'm your future husband. You should smile at me. Don't smile at him." Chris was becoming more unreasonable by every minute.
"You're acting like a child, Chris!"
“He was born intellectually challenged,” Chandler almost made me laugh with his remark. Chris wanted to murder his twin using his eyes.
"Wherever you go, just go, you jerk!" he commanded.
Chandler smiled warmly at me before leaving the house.
