• His twin, the opposite of wearing white t-shirt, dark blue pants, white hair, and hazel eyes immidiately slap me. I was amazed how fast he got to me with a blink of an eye.

    "Be quiet. You're annoying and your scream give me a headache." he said calmly in his deep warm voice.

    He looked away, turning his back on me, and gave me a snare. The boy, who was carrying me, or should I say his twin, gave his own brother an angry looks. He looked at me in the eye and gave me a friendly smile, which made him handsome than his own brother.

    "Don't mind him. He is just jealous because you are beautiful than he is." he softly whispered with a half smile to make sure his brother didn't hear it.

    I have an odd, caring feeling for him and slightly happy for his joke that I nearly smiled. At dusk, we camp under an open, beautiful sky. I was at my own tent, laying on a soft hay with a heavy warm blanket. Still, I felt uncomfortable in a stranger camp. Worried about my older sister, that I dug deeper under the blanket.