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Previously:
"Oh no you don't."
Oliver looks up from where his cheek and where his hands now were laid against a hard stomach to brace himself, to see Ares standing there looking down at him.
"It's 3am, on a weekend. We're going back to sleep, then in the morning we can worry about other things, and even though it's Saturday, the dean is holding an assembly in the morning, something about a new curriculum, so we are going back to sleep." Ares said, smirking down at Oliver's flushed face.
'Okay.' Oliver signed, shakily walking toward his bed, and luckily Ares had let him off as he went into his own bed.
Oliver tucked himself in the bed, grabbing his nearest stuffie, which was Goldie, a goldfish, squishing it on his cheek and nodding off.
Oliver was on the porch, looking off to everyone he has known having a dinner party, all dressed in nice and clean outfits, laughing while sharing stories and jokes.
Oliver found it odd, seeing Annabeth, Ares, and all of Jessie's family all smiling together. But himself was wearing ripped and dirty clothes, with his plush bunny pressed against his chest.
When Oliver tried to walk down the wooden stair had creaked, making everyone look at him.
What Oliver had found the most eye catching, was Ares hand wrapped firmly around Annabeth's waist, and the way they all sneered at him, eyes filled with pure hate.
"They look so angry, why does everyone always look at you that way?"
End of flashback.
Oliver jolted awake, looking at the clock, it read 9am. The latest he has ever woken up, he quickly looked to Ares bed, seeing it unoccupied.
He let out a sigh, wiping the sweat off his forehead and deciding to have a shower.
There has always been that tiny voice inside his head, asking that question.
"They look so angry, why does everyone always look at you that way?"
Oliver let out another shaky breath, closing his eyes and putting a hand on his chest, trying to calm down his fast heart.
His fifteenth birthday was on Monday, and he was scared. He was also scared for the assembly today, which was scheduled at 11am.
Oliver's socked feet hit the floor, stretching the kinks out of his back. Oliver spared a glance at the suitcase that was prepared for him, his other suitcase, which he had no idea what was inside.
Before showering he had decided to check what was inside the suitcase, he grabbed it from beside his bed and lifted it with all of his strength and put it on the bed, he was breathing heavy while wiping the sweat off his forehead.
'Well let's see what's inside.' Oliver said, unzipping it and throwing it open.
It was filled with the brim with stuff, on both sides.
He can see jackets, which was one thick jacket, a brownish jacket with hints of purple, buttoned with sinched wrists and hips, a big hood. Oliver liked it a lot because it had a soft fur on the inside. There was two other jackets, a grey jacket with a similar style but more jeany material, then a rain jacket, a simple orange rain jacket.
The weather here was cloudy, and rainy, with a slight mist always in the air, and lush grenery. There was also shoes in here, one black loafers with a strap and other yellow rain boots.
Oliver had smiled as he put them away, and as he looked back into the suitcase he has also noticed that Jesse was playing another one of her mean jokes, women underwear, which was packaged, at the bottom of his suitcase, skirts, pretty shirts and sweaters, and a whole bunch of feminine clothing.
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The Unwanted Twin
Teen FictionOliver and Jess were twins but they were the most opposite people ever. Oliver had one green eye and one blue and Jess had brown eyes, he was selectively mute. He was taught not to speak unless spoken to and as time went on he stopped talking all...
