Deidra has been torn down and hurt by family and friends for as long as she can remember. However, she can't contain herself to try to help anyone she can. Her stepfather is harsh and her sister is her best friend. The only other friend of hers is h...
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Chapter 10: Discoveries ~~~~~
Malachi P.O.V
"Who are you and why have you taken my physical appearance?" The boy asked in a voice similar to my own. Except his had a British accent.
I scoffed, "If anything, you stole my face, butthole."
He rolled his eyes, "Real mature."
"I'm 10 years old! Im not supposed to be mature." I argued back.
He stuck out his hand, "Spencer Rivera."
It struck me: Spencer. He was my roommate. This couldn't be happening! This must be that new rich kid, seeing that his hair still had a subtle gelled-back look. However, his eyes were wildly familiar. Where have I seen those eyes before?
"Are you going to tell me your name or are you just going to stare?" He asked with a smirk on his face.
"Malachi. Malachi DiCaprio. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get my basketball back." Taking the ball out of the water, I noticed the object he was trying to retrieve: An American Football. No doubt this boy was from England and had never played the game before.
"Wanna see who's the better clone?" I asked, giant smirk on my face. I had an idea.
Turning to look at me, he questioned, "I beg your pardon?"
I added, keeping the mischievous smirk on my face, "You heard me. Let's see who's the better clone. I challenge you, Mr. Rivera, to a game of American Water Football."
It was clear to anyone that the look in his eyes was not confidence, but fear. This Spencer kid and I clearly knew who would remain victorious, even though I was the school champ at Soccer rather than football.
"I have another idea." He said, not satisfied. "How about a little game of Fútbol."
I rolled my eyes, "Did I not just say that?"
Lex, the kid he was playing with before, came up and his mind was blown, "Woah, dude, you guys look so alike! Man, and I thought having Tacos on Tuesday was a coincidence."
That was rather hard to come by nowadays, but I shook it off.
"For being such a confident, arrogant, brat, you sure have no listening abilities. I said Fútbol, as in American Soccer." Spencer said with a matter-of-fact tone. It was like he read my mind.
