Author's Note - I can't believe how quickly I wrote this. Since I am updating this so fast, I will also be taking another one of my stories off hiatus and updating that one also. The only problem is with me is that I have to be in the mood for that type of fan fiction, or all the chapters will be boring, so it may take me some time to update other stories for now. Until I finish at least two of my other stories I will not be making any new ones, so sorry to anyone who would have liked to have seen some. I have a feeling that this will be a long story, so be warned. [; Also, sorry that Wen & Luther might seem a little out of character in this chapter, but I really needed some drama since I have already have the next chapter planned out in my head. [;
Also, I won't be doing disclaimers anymore. They're annoying, and this is a fan fiction website; fan being the keyword here.
Everyone stared at Wen, then at Luther. No one had yet realised the resemblance between the two until now. Zeke was surprised he hadn't noticed, Luther was his best friend. No one could speak; they were all in utter shock. Wen was looking to the ground, he didn't want to talk to Luther, not after everything that had happened. Olivia was the first to speak up. "Why do you two look so alike?" she asked, directly to Wen. He didn't look up, so she turned to Luther.
Luther couldn't manage to say anything, he was in shock from seeing Wen again. No one else spoke - they were all waiting for Wen or Luther to say something. "We're twins," Wen whispered, surprising everyone. Luther picked the leftovers of his doughnut off the floor and threw it into the bin.
"Bro, how come you didn't tell me you had a twin?" Zeke asked, turning towards Luther, who was still staring at his twin brother. Wen was still staring at the floor. He had been hoping this moment would never happen, but unfortunately it had, so he had to face it. Zeke looked at Luther, who shook his head and looked at Zeke guiltily.
"Last time we saw each other we were both six; the same time our parents split. They both wanted possession of us, so out mother took Luther and our father took me," Wen explained, knowing Luther still wouldn't be able to speak. "We weren't allowed to see each other again after the divorce. Honestly, I was hoping this day would never come," Wen said, looking guilty. Luther looked hurt. "I'm sorry, Luth, but I couldn't handle the drama again from mum and dad if they ever found out we'd met each other again." Luther half-smiled, also realising that there would be lots of drama from their family.
Olivia shook her head, unable to comprehend the situation. Wen was her best friend, and he hadn't even bothered to tell her; that just showed what kind of friend he was. If she had seen Luther alone she would have thought it was Wen - they looked that much alike. "Luther, what's your last name?" Olivia asked.
"Waffles," he replied, finally managing to speak.
"So, why are you called Luther Waffles, and why are you called Wen Gifford?" Olivia asked.
"Waffles was our mother's name. When our parents were married, they took the Waffles' name because it was more unusual. After they divorced Wen's name was changed to Gifford because our parents didn't want people to realise we were twins, since Waffles is such an unusual name," Luther explained. No one could really take any of this in. No one would ever have thought that Wen or Luther had a twin because neither of them ever mentioned it.
"How are we going to tell you apart?" Olivia asked.
"I'm more down to earth, while Luther is more, well, of an airhead," Wen said. Luther smiled, he didn't care what his brother thought of him, He was just happy to see his twin again. "And don't worry, we won't trick you or anything," he laughed, winking. Luther suddenly had a thought.
"We'll go out the back of Don's and both change into some Don's uniforms, then we'll see if any of you can tell us apart," Luther said, gesturing to the back of the doughnut-themed restaraunt. Wen half-smiled, then followed Luther out back. The both quickly changed into Don's Donuts uniforms.
The twins went back outside, and Olivia, Mo and Stella's jaws dropped. The two boys looked exactly the same, so they had no idea which one was which. "Luther, which ever one you are," Mo started, her gaze flicking between the two red-heads, "do you know the Determinate rap?" Both the twins nodded in reply, not giving away any clues. "Good, you both rap it then." She smiled, hoping that one of them would give it away.
Luther went first, doing the rap perfectly. He'd got alot better at rapping while he was awake now. Wen did it after, doing it exactly the same. Everyone stared in disbelief, they had no idea what-so-ever on how to tell them apart. Olivia walked over to the two. She first stood in front of Wen, who was standing on the right. Then she stood in front of Luther, who was at the left. "Amazing, you are exactly the same," she said amazed. "So, Luther, do you play the keyboard?" she asked neither of them in particular.
Wen said no, while Luther said yes. They looked at each other and Wen bit his lip. They'd messed up now. Fortunately for them Luther had never told Zeke whether or not he could play keyboard (which he in fact could) so they were safe. No one had any idea how to tell the two apart. Luther spotted a jar of bacon bits on the counter and licked his lips. He took a step forward, but Wen grabbed his shirt and pulled him back. "Not now," he hissed, knowing his brother had an odd obsession with bacon bits. Luther smiled innocently, then they both looked back over to the group.
"Wen," Charlie said, pointing to the right twin. "He hates bacon bits, so it wouldn't be him going to get them at the counter, would it?" Charlie acted as if he knew it was definitely Wen, but to be honest he was just guessing.
"Luther loves bacon bits," Zeke laughed. His best friend had always loved bacon bits, and knew at some point it could be a bad thing.
Wen and Luther looked at each other and shrugged. "Guess your stupid obsession with bacon bits gave us away," Wen sighed jokingly. Luther turned to face his twin. He looked angry.
"'Stupid?'" Luther yelled, hurt. "It's not my fault that I like bacon bits! You know what, I wish you never came here. My 'obsession' isn't stupid, you are!" he shouted, pushing his way past Wen, grabbing his skateboard and helmet then taking off away from Don's.
Everyone stared at Wen, who looked extremely hurt. He'd told everyone how worried he was about seeing Luther again, but it wasn't like they'd even cared to Wen. He shoved his hands into his pockets then walked away in no direction in particular, keeping his head down. Wen could feel a tear rolling down his cheek, but he wiped it away, because he never cried. He was so excited when he had finally gotten to see his brother again after ten years, but now he thought that it was a mistake to come to Gilroy; that he was a mistake.