29This is if the pack were my puppets. You know imprints and stuff. Starts when they're 12. Sam is a years older and more knowledgeable. I own nothing. Except the pants I'm wearing (Im a chic in guy pants and have never known such comfort from what can be worn outside!)
SETH POV
Me and my twin sister Leah were about to head down to the movies to hang with our friends. We're identical. Same height, same hair, same green eyes (no idea where we genetically get them) and same tastes. We both love blue, comedy flicks and sleep more then food.
"You ready Seth?" Did I mention she's a tomboy to the max. Like a dude with long hair and girl hips. She gets ready faster then me and I take 3 minutes.
"I'm comin! I'm comin! Don't get your panties in a twist!"
"I pinkie promise. But if you don't get down here your panties will be the ones twisted." She meant that. She'd but me in her panties then give me a wedgie.
"Coming oh Great Commander!" I'm just wearing jeans and a tee. Leah wearing a tank top and my baggy cargo's. EW much! Sister in my clothes! If it was any other girl standing there with her body I would be drooling, but it's my sister so these thoughts repulse me!
"Let's get outta here! The guys are waiting for us. Shoul-" As we were walking out the door I was cut of by an earsplitting shriek and Leah was doubled over grasping right above where the hem of my pants found her shirt. What the hell?
LEAH POV
Damn. I wasn't due for another week and this is only my second! Screw periods! Send them to hell! (AN this way you know whats going on so I think it'll be funnier to see Seth's reaction!)
SETH POV
Her eyes suddenly went wide and she ran inside. Then she ran back downstairs to our room. She came back out in sweats. All her clothes. Weird, usually she at least wore one of my hats. She walked to the DVDs and took out one of mom's romances called The Mirror Has Two Faces (a chick flick I can stand to watch cuz she's all Why don't you sleep with me and he's just a germ a phob. I DON'T OWN IT!)Wow. Usually she runs screaming from it. I cautiously walk up to her and ask "Leah are you OK?" she looked like she was suddenly so unsure of herself. Cringed. Then screamed
"Do I look OK? I'm fat, in pain and I'm so sad!" She started sobbing into her knees that she wrapped her arms around and brought to her chest in a fetal position. That was kinda weird. Usually she is cared by crying people. No really, she edges away from them. I walk over to her to comfort her.
"Sshh. Leah its Ok. Nothings wrong. Your not fat. Your beautiful. Do-" she cut me off
"Ew Seth, is that incest?! Gross! I'm sleeping on the couch tonight!" Wow she was acting weird.
"How about I text Jake to tell him we can't come today?"
"No, its okay Sethy. You go ahead. I'm just going to stay here." She paused the TV. Weird usually during a movie she just says 'Yeah whatever.'
Even when I told her I was going to kill her. And she called me Sethy. She hasn't called me that since the name wars. She claimed it was cute.
So I called her Lee-Lee.
"No it's OK I was just going to keep Jake's arm off you at the scary parts" It's true. At the scary parts he buts his arm around her and teases
her into her ear, then she hits him, forcing a sissy fight. So we all laugh despite the horror of the movie. Great she's crying again.
"Lee-Lee, I don't want to see the movie anyway so I'm just going to stay with you. OK?" She nods through her tears and plays the movie.
(AN Jake is italics and Seth is bold)
Leah's acting weird. We're not comin'
Weird how?
Cryin' 4 no reason & thinks shes fat. told her she was pretty & she thought it was incest.
LOL! rach & becca went thro that. stil do. 1 time a month.
so Leah will
gues so
She called me Sethy.
LOL! want us to come over?
sure. y not.
c u later.
"Lee-Lee the guys are coming over!" I said. I was sitting next to her and she was cringing and doubled over.
"WHAT? No I'm not ready for any one to see me!" Huh?
"But I see you and they don't care how you look."
"I do and your different, your my brother." Oh she liked them. Must be whatever Jake was talking about.
"OK. May I change the movie?" Better ask first.
"Yeah" she screamed from our room. I watched an entire Sponge bob before she came out. She was majorly changed. She curled her naturally straight hair, wore make up and the only skirt she had. It was a jean mini and she wore a Hollister long sleeve with it. The make-up went good with the outfit and the guys will be surprised shes a girl.
They knocked at the same minute she came to the TV room. She answered the door and there was and there was gasp. I snickered. They thought she was a guy with boobs, not a Hollister owning, skirt wearing girl.
"Hi" she whispered. Stopped in the kitchen then ran to our room.
"Was that Leah?" Embry asked me.
"Yep." I say.
"But there was a skirt and brand name, conformist clothes and make up and she shaved her legs using moisturizer!" Quil said.
"Wait, you looked that close at my sister's legs?" he blushed. Taking that as a yes I glared at him and he muttered sorry.
"I think she's . . . crying!" Jake said astonished.
"Yeah she's been doing that all day. I'm kinda tired of it, no offense to her." I didn't want her to hear me. Her wrath would frighten me.
"Uhhh Why?" Sam asked
"I dunno."
"Is she in pain?" Sam asked.
"Probably, she keeps hunching in on herself. Why?"
"Because in Science we had to do a report on the opposite genders mind and this may be a sign of depression." he said. No Leah can't be depressed! Not my silly, nice, crazy, smart, tomboyish, linebacker of a sister. NO!
"Come on. You're her friends and I'm her brother and it's our job to help her through this!"
I thought this was a good cliffy. Tell me if I should continue. I like it, but do u? Idea comes from in MST I started PMSing and some guy was like are you ok? so I asked him if he wanted to know the facts of Life and then he called me ugly. So I chased him around with my note book, barely walking because of the pain. And I meant to do a kid/friendship story, but it doesn't end here, UNLESS UN WANT IT TO AND I SHOULD BE TORTURED FOR THIS CRAP! signed crazy person alert, Alex