We walk around the school grounds a bit, not saying anything. Cymbeline looks far away, he's daydreaming again. He always does that and it gets annoying after a while.
"So what were you going to tell me? Or are ya just gonna daydream? Cymb? Cymb? Hello?" I wave my hand in front of his orange eyes. He's a few inches smaller then me and he daydreams alot. Peoplesay his head is in the clouds.
I sigh, Cymbeline is a four minuets older then me but I look older. It shocks people tofind out we are twins, we're so different. He's quiet, I'm loud. He loves the day, where as I'm a night girl. His eyes are orange and mine are grey. I sigh.
"You know Iwentout with Shain and the guys yesturday? Well, I got a tattoo it's on my hip, it's so cool! It's this full moon but it looks awesome in a creepy kind of way! Wanna see?" I ask Cymbeline excitedly.
He shakes his head and looks at me. "Did you say something?" Cymb asks in a dreamy voice. I scowl at him and then sigh. "What did you want to talk to me about?" I ask through gritted teeth.
Cymbelines face looks grave, I know there's something up. I swallow, ready for the bad news.
Cymbeline is looking at me, proper looking at me, he only does this when it's something important. "Chan, she didn't make it." Cymbs voice is small, he's trying not to cry. I try and swallow the lump in my throat but it doesn't move.
I grit my teeth and clench my fists, my knuckles going white. "Chan, it'sokay to cry.."I glare at my brother. "Okay? Okay? How can it bloody be okay? She's.. She's dead just like aunt Jaine! And you thinks it's okay?" I scream out at Cymbeline.
Cymbeline steps closer tome but I push him back and storm off out of school, punching a bin over as I go. I'm pissed off now! Why does everyone in our family keep dieing on us?