Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12
“You have sisters?” I asked him. My eyes scanned
the screen. It was pictures of him and a few guys
hanging out around a bonfire;
his hair soaking wet
and a towel was draped around his shoulders. He
stuck his tongue out at the camera. The weather
must have been a big change for him.
“Yes, two actually.” When he said those words, I
landed on a picture of two girls who looked exactly
the same. “They’re twins, Sabrina and Sierra. They’re
fourteen.” That explains it.
“Are they in high school?” I asked him.
“Yeah, they start tomorrow. They were too scared
this morning. They weren’t ready either,” he snorted
and I rolled my eyes. “They wanted to see how I
took it.” I smiled at that. He seems like a good older
brother. “So I told them that it was terrible and that
the food was disgusting and that all the freshman
guys were ugly and stupid,” he laughed maniacally.
I let out a loud laugh. That was unexpected. I
continued laughing the more I thought about it; the
look of horror on the girl’s faces must’ve been worth
it. “That was funny,” I told him.
“But then I told them that it was pretty okay. I left out
the part about people already hating me and chasing
us down a hallway,” he laughed.
“WHAT?” A girl screeched in the background and I let
out another stomach aching laugh.
“I was only joking, Sabrina!” he shouted when I
heard a door slam and he sighed. “Whatever, I’m
not getting up to comfort her. She has a twin for
that.” I was still laughing; I just laughed harder and it
interrupted my stalking.
“Anyway, the weather must have changed a lot
from California, right?” I asked once I caught my
breath. He was laughing just as hard as I was and he
finally calmed down.
“Yes, that’s for sure. That’s another reason why my
sister’s couldn’t make it to school. They’d yet to go
shopping for appropriate attire,” he informed me.
“Have you ever sees snow?” I asked him, clicking
through his pictures. A picture of him in a large pool
with one eye squinted closed and his hair over his
face as he smiled up at the camera greeted me and I
wrinkled my nose.
“Not before last week, no,” he informed me and I let
out a sigh. “It was hot where I lived; it wasn’t cold
enough for snow.”
“It must’ve been nice in California,” I rested my head
on my pillow. “Are you completing this year? Or are
you leaving before it’s over?” I asked him, staring up
at the ceiling for a moment before turning back to the
“I’m staying here; I’m not going back to California.
My parents didn’t like it there, anyway. They had to
travel too often. So you can get as attached to me as
you want,” he joked and I rolled my eyes.
“I didn’t mean it like that, you idiot,” I snorted,
clicking through his pictures. I exited them after a
moment when a shirtless picture of him came up.
Talk about awkward.
“Sure you didn’t. What are you doing?” he asked me
and I coughed awkwardly. “I can hear the clicking of
“I’m just on Facebook,” I admitted. I was lying by
omission. I didn’t include the part about me stalking
“Send me a friend request,” he told me and I waited
a moment before clicking the ‘Add Friend’ button. He