"Uri! Quit!" I yell at him while laughing because he tickles me. My name is Tris Pedrad. My twin brother, Uriah, is my best friend. I don't think I could live without him. Our older brother, Zeke, doesn't really like us that much. He calls us pests that get in his way. We hang out with our own friends, Lynn(the rebel), Marlene(the childish one/Uri's girlfriend), and Will(the geekie one). Zeke hangs out with Shauna(his girlfriend/Lynn's sister), Four(the jock/biggest jerk), and Christina(the fashionista). Our groups hate each other. It kinda sucks that our older siblings hate us, but you get used to it. "Okay Trissy! But remember, we have to be careful. Zeke and his friends don't know that we are home. If they find out, we are so screwed." This is how much they do not like us. When Uriah and I are home and the rest of our friends are with us, Zeke and his friends pull pranks on us, like shooting us with paintball guns, or worse, like shooting us with air soft guns and leave us whelps. The only they do this is because they think they are better than us because they are older than us.
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Why?
Fiksi PenggemarTris and Uriah Pedrad are twins. Their older brother Zeke does not particularly like them. They do not know why, but he doesn't. He, well lets just say "tortures" them. How much more can they take from their big brother?
