“Audri!” I heard Axel’s voice ringing down the hallway.
I continued to lay in my bed.
Too tired, I thought.
“Audriana Kim!” Axel’s voice echoed louder.
Axel was my twin brother and I loved him to death but we were nothing alike. He was loud, outgoing, popular, funny, and I’m just…Audri.
Seriously, nothing ever happens to me. Despite having a crazy cool brother, I’m what people call, “The Neglected Kim.” This meaning, everyone forgets who I am until Axel introduced me to them as his twin sister, and then I’m suddenly really cool. But then he goes away and I’m back to being that girl who looks like someone cool’s sister, but is a little too awkward to be popular herself.
Suddenly, my bedroom door busts open and I see my other half (meaning my twin brother, not my lover) standing in the doorway. He was wearing soccer shorts and running shoes...and obviously no shirt. Stupid athletic brother. That’s the thing about Axel. He was popular, smart, funny, outgoing, athletic, handsome, a chick-magnet, and he somehow managed to be a nice person at the same time. He was by far the best brother in the world and he always took care of the family. Our dad left when we were younger and he’s been the father figure for us ever since.
“Phone,” he said tossing me the phone.
“Who is it?” I mouthed quietly.
“Mel and Leighton,” he said back. He sauntered over to my desk chair, sat down and swiveled around in it a little bit.
Melanie Crawford and Leighton Lee were my best friends in the whole world. Mel was your typical Californian girl. Pretty and fun. That’s that. Leighton’s relationship with me, like Axel and mine, was the girl who doesn’t belong. She’s an insanely tall, skinny, beautiful Chinese girl. She’s a popular girl turned…well, less popular girl. Leighton used to be friends with the bitches of our school, but she’s the type of girl who can see people who’re fake. She ditched them after they ganged up on me for trying to wear suspenders to school. Mel, Leighton, and I became friends in freshmen year chemistry after Leighton and I singed Mel’s eyebrows off. We’ve been best friends ever since.
“Hello?” I answered the phone still lying in bed.
“Get up lazyass,” Leighton’s voice boomed through the receiver.
“Yeah,” Mel echoed. “Or I’ll come over there and make you wake up.” Yeah. Mel’s wasn’t exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer.
“Why?” I replied groggily. “It’s 7:00 on a Friday morning. You guys know Friday’s are my late period day.” (Late period meaning I start school at 9:00)
“Well,” Mel started slowly. “We wanted to know ifAxelcouldgetusintoJason’sbonfirepartythisweekend?” She finished quickly.
Jason O’Riley was Axel’s best friend, and was really hot, but unlike Axel, really full of himself.
“I don’t know,” I said. “I’ll ask.”
“Okay do it now!” Leighton squealed.
“And ask him if he wants to makeout with me, while you’re at it,” Mel added.
That’s the other thing. Apparently Axel was irresistible to every girl, including my best friend because he was “exotic.” We were Japanese, Korean, Chinese, Filipino, Hawaiian, and Mexican. Axel had the “sexy” genes, which consisted of buttery tan skin, dark features (including dark eyebrows, thick eyelashes, and a mysterious smile,) perfect wavy black hair. I had the same features, but for some reason, it just didn’t look as great me as it does on him. Also not to mention that he’s 6’0 and I’m 5’0. Ugh…short genes.
“Okay, no to the makeout, but I’ll ask about the party,” I replied. “Good-bye.”
“Wai--!” they both shouted as I pressed end.
I threw the phone onto my dresser and looked at Axel. He was on the ground doing one-handed push ups.
“Do you really have to show off?” I asked eyeing his six-pack.
“What?” he shrugged peeking up from under his sweaty hair, still continuing to do his push ups. “I gotta keep it fit for the ladies.”
“And by ladies do you mean Mel?” I asked.
He crinkled his eyebrows as he switched to doing jump-squats.
“Mel?” he asked his voice cracking. “She’s cute, but it’d be weird considering you guys are best friends.”