Twin Flames and College Schemes

The piercing sound of your phone alarm, followed by the familiar, annoying shout of your twin brother, Ryan, jolts you awake.

"Ems WAKE UP!" he yells, his voice cutting through your morning haze.

You groan, already irritated. Ugh, Ryan. Why does he always have to be the one to wake you up?

"RYAN LUKE WINTERS! I GIVE YOU 3 SECONDS TO EXPLAIN ME WHY THE FUCK YOU JUST WOKE ME UP?" you snap back, your voice thick with sleep and annoyance. You are definitely not a morning person. More like a night owl, really.

"Because you have to wake up, and It's the first day of college?" he answers nervously, his voice a little higher than usual.

"OK! I thought that you were smarter than to choose to die today!" You retort, your eyes still closed. Some mornings, you really do hate him. He is older than you by three minutes, but you definitely have the upper hand in terms of intimidation.

"Oh, did you hear? I think mom just called me from downstairs!" You hear his footsteps quickly retreating.

"But she didn't even-" You open your eyes just in time to see him disappear out the door. You roll your eyes. Why is he always like that?

Wait-what did he say? First day of col-oh shit! You glance at your phone. It's already 6:00 am, and you have to be in school at 7:00 am for the orientation tour. Time to get ready. You decide to wear an all-black outfit – a black top, black jean jacket, black ripped jeans, and black Converse. You want to be black.