Her dream twin mates

Chapter 8

        Next day, I reached school and noticed there are queen bee's around everywhere. Yesterday they weren't many but I noticed today they are trying to get their attention. But one girl with dark brown hair catched my attention. She does not want to be there I guess, but she is laughing with her friends getting the boy's attention. I guess she is trying to be fit there or she is stuck in that batch of air bimbos.

        I also noticed, a girl with cakey face, designer clothes. I think she is cheerleader and also queen bee of everyone. She may have done a lot of plastic surgeries to her face and body. But something tells me she is not what she is showing. And I can read people to some extent after my those horrible incidents.    

        As I walked down the hall, a few meters from my class, somebody deliberately put their leg on the way, causing me to trip. Sometimes, I forget that I was clumsy.

        s**t!I knew I was going to fall face first on the floor. I braced myself for the pain that would follow. But just as I was about to lose my balance, I felt something wrap around me, catching me, preventing my fall.

        I caught a whiff of sweet, masculine perfume as strong arms held me tightly, securing my balance.The hall seemed to have frozen, and I was sure that all eyes were on me and the person who caught me.

        He kept his arms around me, and they felt so warm, so safe and like a home. I look up his face and what I saw made my heart flutter. My breath caught when he was looking down at me with those beautiful electric blue eyes. The Blue Eyes.

        Everything stopped moving. I couldn't hear anything, couldn't say anything.

        "Are you okay?" he asked

        I couldn't find my voice to speak, so I nodded eventually.

        He settled me on my feet. The moment he released me and stepped away from me, I was taken back by seeing his angry expression. Somehow, he looked.... annoyed at me as if I did something to him.

        "Take it easy, okay?" he said in a cold voice. And with that, he walked away, stealing a sideway glance at the girl who tripped me deliberately.

        I was confused with my own feelings, somehow I felt say the way he behaves. Why? I don't know. This is the second time we were meeting, but felt like we've known from ages.

        Shaking my head, I went towards my class. Throughout the day, I felt someone baring holes through my head or my body. But I couldn't care less, I want to finish my day like yesterday, not wanting to experience the same thing which happened in the morning. 

        After my lunch, when I am coming out of the secretary's Tanisha's office, I met with an amazing pair of Grey Eyes.

        These guys will be death of me. 

        "Well well, we meet again."

        I stared with my usual blank expression, not giving him any satisfaction of my hay-wired emotions.

        He came towards me, extremely close, where his breath fanning my face. And I thought I am in heaven.

        Snap out of your stupid thoughts. My consience yelled at me.

        When I say his expression, his grey eyes turned black and then again to grey. But that was very quick. Maybe it's just my imagination or something.

        Then he started sniffing me, what? He is behaving like a dog. A beautiful, handsome dog for that matter. Wait, what?

        I stepped away from him, not giving him the satisfaction that he was affecting me. He smiled sadly and went away. Both brothers are Bipolar I guess.

        When I entered the classroom, I noticed the dark brown haired girl is looking at me. I don't know why she is looking like she interested in me.

        I shrugged inwardly, I know in future, we will be friends. I have a feeling on that. But how do I know that? This always confuses me on how do I know those things about these weird feelings.

        Once I reached home, I found my parents and Nanay were discussing something and stopped suddenly when I went towards them.

                                Strange.

        "Hey Princess! How was your day and your school?" My dad asked me.

        "It was great!" I don't want burden them with my problems. They have their own problems to deal with.

        "Oh! Did you make any friends yet?" My mom asked. But I don't have any answer for that.

        "Sweetie! You need to make new friends. You should not hold onto past experiences anymore. You should give a chance in present. And with your disguise, I am not getting a feeling that I am speaking with my daughter anymore." She scowled at me.

        I know whatever she was telling me was true. But I am having a lot of trust issues. Getting bad attention if I am not in my disguise. So this is necessary.

        My dad understand my dilemma and smiled, "Well, she will get there eventually. Let her do it in her own way. Let her learn and discover new and wonderful things by herself."

        He encouraged me. He supports me in anything or everything, no matter what, he respects my decision.

        Even my mom is the same except in some situations. Sometimes, she blabbed something, because she scares for me. She is afraid that I am bottling up everything and not sharing with them.

        My mom caresses my head which is in her lap, and started cracking jokes on my father a while.

        My mom falls asleep eventually and my dad wants me to train with him.

        We did some sparring, boxing and worked out in gym. I took a shower and went to game room. There I played some of games and went to my bedroom.

        I did my homework, then went towards kitchen who is busy in reading some of her recipes which she wrote when I was small.

        I suddenly got excited, we bot experimented some of her recipes, changing some of the spices or sauces according to the taste, inventing a new ones. I wrote all of new ones again in my diary. 

        I can cook but I am a lazy person when it comes to cooking, so I will not cook daily only when I am in a mood to eat which made by me. I also completed my work, which is a daily routine for me. Born in privileged doesn't mean I should not earn. I have to earn as much as possible. I also prepared my weekend schedule which is still three days away. That means three days of hell.

        Suddenly, when I remembered tomorrow's school, I got this weird feeling, that I will meet my opponent.

        I don't know what's that feeling or opponent, but if I got this feeling, then it will definetely happen. Let's see what tomorrow awaits.

        Am I a fortune teller? God, I hope not. I don't want to know anyone's future or mine for that matter. 

        Wait! Why am I getting these weird thoughts. Okay that school is messing up with my brain. I need to stop these weird ones. 

                                Start using your brain, Ash. My mind reminded me.

        Shaking my head, I came out of those thoughts. I started researching on some topics which are related to my work, to divert my attention. 

        Later that night, when I slept, I felt like someone is watching me. Is it a dream or reality?