It has been a few years since I was separated from my twin sister.
Ten years to be exact and to me, it felt like a hundred years. And maybe, to her, it felt the same. The more I think about finally seeing her, the more I wanted to get there fast. But it seems as if the plane can only get this fast. I wonder what will her reaction be when I come back? Will she cry or will she hug me to death? No matter what it is, I don’t care. I just want to see her face again.
It was 12 in the midnight when the airplane landed. Of course I was tired, but in my heart, I still kept going. I reached our house at 3 in the morning, it was pretty early, but from afar I could see the lights were open. I ran down from the taxi up to the front porch and opened the door.
Upon entering, I saw my mother and father, with tears in their eyes, who were so eager to see me.
I was greeted with a lot of hugs and kisses on the forehead. They were just excited to see their 16 year old daughter come back. My things were already taken in by the butler and the taxi already left when he was payed. I turn to look around the room and I can see that not a few things have been changed. Everything was still as organized as ever.
After being showered with concerns and hugs, I walked up to my room, upon entering, I saw a long black haired girl wearing a simple blue shirt and a white skirt. Her face seemed familiar and when she smiled to me, I finally recognized her.
“Crystal!”
I cried with joy. Even though I haven’t seen her in years, it seems as if she didn’t change.
She will always wait for me patiently at my room and then we would talk for hours.
Of course we would talk about boys, since its natural for us girls to do that. But something is different and I don’t know what it is. Maybe it had been my imagination. I sat beside her and we began to talk about how she was doing when I was gone.
She smiled and answered simply.
“I was fine.”
Her face showed a slight lie in it. I know for sure that it wasn’t fine. But I couldn’t pin point as to what. There was an awkward silence and it was broken when mother opened the door of my room.
“Kayla, it’s time for breakfast. I’m sure you are quite hungry.”
I nodded a yes to signal that I’m coming. I looked back to my twin and held her hands.
I knew she had a hard time when I was gone but I also know that it will change.
It will change.
I stood up and went outside the room and left my sister inside.
I was hesitant though, to leave her there, but Mom was calling me.
As soon as I left the room, she held a red notebook on her hands and started to write down something. After writing it down, she closed it and hid it to somewhere I couldn’t find.
Then she just stood there watching the sky from my window.
The wind slowly blew against her long silky hair, a single leaf flew inside the room.
It was already afternoon when I woke up next day. I was so tired that I couldn’t remember what happened yesterday after I ate breakfast. Maybe I just fell asleep like a rock. Hahaha. That never changes. When I’m very tired, it always happens to me.
I rose up from and stretched a little. I got down from my bed and walked over to my mirror to comb my hair.
It was a mess, but I took my time to comb it. And that is when I noticed something odd with my hair. I found a single leaf stuck in it. I pulled it out and wondered how it got there. Its not as if I went outside.
After finishing combing my hair and tying it up, I went down for breakfast, or rather lunch, in my pajamas.
Everyone was already at the table except for me.
“Good Morning.”
I greeted.
“Say, Kayla. Are you interested on continuing your studies here? Or do you want to find a job? I heard from your Aunt Melissa that you were a good girl back there, and that you easily score your tests at school. But it seemed as if you weren’t that motivated to go to school at all. I guess maybe that’s because you have no challenge at your school level, right? Why don’t you try for collage already? I know you can pass it easily.”
I don’t really want to go to collage just yet. Instead, I wanted to go to Crystal’s school. But maybe Mom won’t understand it although I know that Dad is pretty open.
“Hmm…I guess I’ll continue my studies here. As a high school student.”
My mother showed a hint of disappointment.
“Are you sure? With that brains of yours, I’m sure you could do a greater job.”
I know they just wanted the best for me, but I want to be with my sister. I looked over to my left side where Crystal is sitting. She smiled to me like a little child for she knew what I was thinking but immediately turned her head and continued eating her lunch.
She had been quiet all the time and so is my father. It seems as if the only ones talking is me and Mom.
After lunch, I went outside with Crystal to look at the garden.
Her favorite flower was the marigold, while mine was a lotus.
We even made a bookmark with those flowers. As we were walking in the garden, I could notice the same fake smile that she is wearing throughout the day.
It was as if she was thinking of something that I didn’t know. And I hated it a bit.
