The Twins

After hopping in the car with a frowning Beth in the passenger seat, and Amanda in the back, Helena called ‘happy birthday’ to me again on my way out, I smirk knowing that she’ll have something planned for when I get back whilst Brian, and Beth are out.

Beth immediately took control of the radio and started playing some obscure rock station full of screamo out of the speakers as we reversed out and onto the street, the engine surging to life with a throaty roar.

“So, when do you piss off back to sand-land to kill more minorities” Beth venomously drawled as she crossed her arms over her chest, bunching up her c-cup breasts under her tight ‘Punisher’ t-shirt.

Beth has always been a weird mix of angsty pc parade, and hardcore goth. It was a weird cross over as I never imagined Goths really cared about that sort of stuff. But Beth really went all out, her thick golden blonde hair was tied in a long braid so she could show off her pentagram earrings. Black lipstick covered her round lips and matching eyeliner lay around her eyes, one of those plastic chokers around her neck with a little skull hanging off of it, and her nails were black too, also with little skulls on them, combined with her ‘Punisher’ t-shirt, frilled black skirt, stockings, and black doc martens she kinda took ‘Goth’ as far into the stereotype as I imagine could be possible. According to Amanda a bunch of kids dress up like it and hang out together, with Beth being the ringleader. Which honestly doesn’t surprise me.

Amanda on the other hand was a picture of innocence. Her green eyes shone out curiously from behind her glasses, her long hazel hair lay in lazy curls over her shoulder, helping to cover her generous cleavage. Not that her tight-fitted anime t-shirt left a lot to the imagination, showing off her bountiful tits and trimmed figure. Her shapely legs were hugged by torn light-blue skinny jeans, and a simple pair of white converse on her feet, her every curve on display behind a veil of obliviousness. As of course she never noticed she was showing off, she never much paid attention to really anyone except her few friends at school and her family.

“I don’t go out there to kill anyone Beth, can we just lay off this for one day, as a birthday present” I sigh as I change gear, speeding towards Beth’s College first.

“Why do you even keep coming back, it’s not like you’ve ever done anything for any of us, you fucked off to be a solider-“

“I’m a Marine thank you” I quickly interject, “And I didn’t leave for no reason. Your dad was the one who said I had to join the Marines or go to College”

“Yeah because you were a lazy bastard who didn’t do anything” Beth shot back, not backing down.

“Beth that’s not true why don’t you just stop for once. It’s Danny’s birthday, at least give him that!” Amanda shouted, having to raise her voice to get over the screamo blaring out of the radio as we came to a swift stop outside of her College.

“Yeah. Whatever Amy, you’ve always been their favourite anyway.” Beth growled, referring of course to me and our mother as she opened the door and slammed it shut behind her.

“Yeah... you’re welcome, bye, love you too” I groan as I relax in my seat.

A pair of warm hands work their way around the seat rubbing up my chest, putting the tension there at ease as I feel her soft locks of hair fall over my shoulder, her petite chin resting there.

“Hey...” Amanda whispers in my ear, her breath hot on my skin, “Just ignore her big brother, one day she’ll realise how sweet and brave you are, I know it” she whispers soothingly to me as her plump full lips leave a longing kiss on my cheek, my breath catching in my chest, “Mind if I jump in the front?”

I shake my head as she kisses my cheek again and turns around to climb in, putting one leg after the other as she does show, showing off her full peachy ass cheeks straining under her jeans, the outline of her thong on clear display, I of course do my best not to look.

Soon the Mustang is driving lazily round to the other side of the Campus closer to where Amanda studies, the sunlight shining through the palm tress as the waves lap against pearly white sand beaches.

“Say, do you mind picking me up after school? I’d love to celebrate your birthday with you” Amanda says sweetly as she turns to look at me her fists balled up and a look of determined excitement on her face.

I smile. “You can’t drink though” I look at her knowingly, this girl can’t drink, she always gets wasted after a couple of beers, never mind that she only turned 18 two months ago.

“Yeah you can buy it obviously” she replies with a chuckle, before her eyes shoot wide, “I-I mean on my behalf, I’ll give you the money. A-and we can go home and drink, and play some video games or something” she hastily adds, cheeks turning red, “I know it’s not much, but Dad will be out all night so he won’t get mad at us, he has some weird case thing that’s come up”

“Yeah, yeah, it sounds like fun Amy” I answer, watching her face light up. I don’t mind just chilling with my sister, going out and getting wasted just isn’t me, even when I drink with the guys from my platoon I always volunteer for 'shark patrol', meaning _I _stay sober and make sure the boys are ok and stay out of trouble.

We came to a stop as I pull up in a car park in front of Amy’s campus but I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw who was standing there, none other than: Julia Babineaux. My high-school sweetheart before I left for the Corps and she went to Arizona to study Law.

“Is that.. Julia?” I exclaim astounded, as Amy scowls out the windshield at the girl. She never did like Julia, don’t know why though.

“Yeah, she’s doing a Masters here” Amanda mutters as she leans over planting another long kiss on my cheek. “I’ll see you later, big bro” she says softly hugging me quickly and climbing out of the car as Julia looks over and almost immediately recognises me, a glowing smile on her face as she walks over to me.

“Yeah, later sis, have a good day” I call out as she dashes off into the school building.