"I'm home." I said, entering the house, only to find Elonzo walking towards me.

"Hey, baby. How was your day?" He said, kissing my head and hugging me.

"Great. Is Luciano home?" I asked, scowling.

"Yes and if I find out you two are even slightly violent towards each other, you're gonna regret it." He said. I groaned and walked to the living room, while he went back to work.

"Eww." I said, when I saw Luciano sitting in the living room.

"Do you wanna know, how its like to be twin-less?" He asked, looking at Nathan, who rolled his eyes, stood up to hug me then sat back down again.

"Do you wanna know, how its like to get rid of useless poop living in your house?" I asked, looking at Nathan, talking about Luciano.

"We could always throw her out for that." Luciano said, trying to use my own joke against me.

"I said poop, not a beautiful princess." I smiled way too sweetly.

"I've had just enough." Luciano gritted, getting up from the couch.

"Did anyone ask?" I scowled.

"You're gonna regret it." He gritted.

"Do I look like I give two trucks?" I asked, moving forward threateningly, ready to fight.

About ten seconds later, we were rolling on the floor, fighting with each other, hitting each other.

Nathan forgot his phone in his room and he ran to get it, so he could record us.

"You're dead, you little-" He was cut off.

"STOP IT RIGHT NOW." A heavy voice boomed. We froze.

Truck.
This is not being slightly violent. This is being slightly non-violent.

We jumped up and stood up immediately to look at our angry brother.

I really want to see him in a cartoon, by the way I could see the smoke coming out of his ears and nose.

Not.The.Right.Time.

"In my office, right now." He gritted in a low tone, that made me regret my whole existence.

I gulped and started walking out. If we had to keep our ears intact, we needed to listen to him.

Apparently, Luca thought the same as he started walking too. Just as we walked past, as expected, he smacked our heads and gritted.
"Be in the corners."

I rubbed my head. Why does he have to be so scary when he's angry?

And now he's super angry and super scary.

Also, we're dead.

"This is your fault." Luciano gritted, shoving me when I tried reaching the living room door handle.

"Can you shut your garbage-spitting mouth for once?" I gritted back, shoving him.

He shoved me again. We weren't letting each other reach the door handle. Suicide attempt, I know.

When he shoved me again, I finally lost the last bit of patience in me.

"Can you trucking stop bothering me?" I shouted, punching him in the stomach. He punched my shoulder in return.

Then I remembered that there was another presence in the room.

"Alright. That's it." Elonzo said, clenching his jaw. Within a flash, I felt a hand on my ear.

"Ow Ow ow...." We whined repeatedly as Elonzo dragged us to his office.

"I don't want to hear a peep from you two." He gritted, while still dragging us.

He threw us in two chairs and sighed in frustration.

"What did I tell you before you saw him?" Elonzo asked, glaring at me.

"That you don't want the slightest of violence." I muttered.

Trucking hypocrite. He doesn't have the right to scold us for being violent when he not-so-gently dragged us here, while murdering our ears.

Am I right? Heck yeah!!

Can I say that to his face? Truck no!!

Do I want to remove my ears and put them somewhere safe where they can live their life in peace? Duh.

Also, It Trucking hurts!!

"Correct. And what were you doing?" He asked.

"Fighting." Luciano grumbled, throwing a glare my way.

"Then you continued, after I told you to go." Elonzo said, clenching his jaw. I gulped, while still rubbing my ear.

"I didn't want to force you to tell me YOUR matter. But now, I want to know what 'discussion' you had this morning." He stated, crossing his arms and looking at us expectantly.

No way in hell am I telling him.

I looked at Luciano who was already looking at me, with the same 'hell no' look.

"Look what you did." He said, furiously.

"It was your fault. You started the fight." I said, about to punch him in the throat.

"I don't have that much time, kids." Elonzo said. "You have one minute."

We stayed silent. After what felt like an eternity, but was a minute, he sighed.

"You are not moving from your places, before you sort this out." He said, before sitting down and doing his work.

"I hope you did stub your pinky toe today." I muttered, glaring at him.

"No I didn't. And you're not a part of the plan now." He smiled sweetly.

"When did I even agree to be a part of your plan, in the first place?" I gritted.

"Oh yeah? Okay. We will enjoy." He said, blackmailing me.

"Whatever." I said, waving him off.

"Yeah whatever." He mocked, annoying me to my limit.

If he opens his mouth again, I'm going to do something, I will surely regret.

"Never ever telling you something again. You almost got us caught today."

"SHUT UP." I yelled, standing up from my chair angrily. "This is stupid. I don't want to sort anything out with you." I said, pointing to his smirking face.

I stomped towards the door, not caring if Elonzo will kill me or not.

"Don't you even dare step a foot out that door. Or you're going to regret it."

I froze.

Should I run for my life and never come back?

"Come back here and sit down." Elonzo ordered, in a cold tone that had me follow his order without thinking.

What? I don't wanna die this soon.

"This is stupid, Elonzo. Clearly, we can't sort anything out without killing each other." I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in frustration.

Elonzo leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms.
"Then learn to talk things out and not kill each other." He said, sarcastically, glaring at me.

I groaned and turned my head to my left, away from Luciano. We sat there for like thirty minutes and I know Luca was getting impatient.

Ha! I have experience from sitting in the corner uncountable times. I can sit here for another hour minimum.

Pro tip: Just start thinking about your boyfriend or girlfriend and get lost in your own dreamland.

Time will fly.

If you're single as truck and don't have a crush at the moment, not even an imaginary one. Start making stories and imagine yourself fighting with a Karen.

Never, I repeat, Never talk to the voice in your head, while sitting in the corner. They tend to annoy you and get you into more trouble.

Luciano groaned before turning my head towards him forcefully.

"I want to get out of here. So just talk about something and say we've sorted it out." He whispered harshly.

I opened my mouth to say something, but he cut me off.

"No. Shut up. Don't you even think about saying anything. You can't whisper." He said. "By talk, I mean I will talk, not you."

"Fine." I rolled my eyes.

"Okay. So you were the one, who started going off topic." He said, making me glare at him. "As usual you annoyed me and led to the fight today."

He said, talk about something and shut me up and he thinks he can blame me and I will listen silently?

As if. Trucker really thinks low of me.

"It was you who started getting on my nerves. First, you woke me up that early in the morning just to discuss how we're gonna sneak out to the party. I just said, that if all of us, you, the older twins, Nathan and me, go out at the same time, Elonzo will be suspicious." I said, glaring at him.

I was just pointing out the holes in his plan. But this stupid Trucker wasn't having it.

"Fine. I'm sorry." He said, quite reluctantly. He glanced at Elonzo, with fear.

"Good." I said, smiling evilly, maybe starting another fight.

He rolled his eyes.
"Shut up." He said, smacking my head.

"Whatever Trucker." I said, rolling my eyes and setting my hair. "Can I wear your cool T-shirt, please? The one with the big skull, please."

"I'll charge fifty dollars." He said, smiling sweetly.

"Okay." I said. We both know he isn't going to get anything.

"Deal." He said, as we fist bumped.

"Now that you made up, what party are you going to?" Elonzo asked, crossing his arms. "You really planned to sneak out before asking me or Dad?"

"I didn't. I refused to go to the party. It was all his plan. So I should go, I guess." I said, sheepishly, getting up slowly, but before I could take one step, I was stopped.

"Sit back down." Elonzo gritted. I looked at him with a pout, but he simply nodded towards my chair.

I rolled my eyes and sat down.
"Roll your eyes one more time." He said, leaning forward, scaring the crap out of me.

"Sorry." I said, pouting and slumping in my chair.

Luciano coughed to hide his laughter, before explaining.

"There's a party at Jackson's house. All of our friends are going. We wanted to go too. But since, we're grounded most of the time, we thought you'd say no."

"So we were planning to sneak out." I said, hoping to divert his anger to me, before he kills poor Luciano.

"No." Elonzo said. "I would have said yes, because y'all haven't been to a party since forever. But since you think sneaking out is a better idea, all of you are grounded to your rooms."

I smacked Luciano's head.
"It was just a suggestion, given by this poor soul." I said, running my fingers through his hair and pulling intentionally, while laughing nervously. "We didn't plan it out yet."

"No. Go to your rooms." Elonzo said, dismissively.

Luciano groaned.
"Come on, Elonzo. She hasn't been to a high school party before."

True. I don't go to parties, because of the alcohol there. I was reluctant to go to this one too, but somehow this cockroach won and persuaded me to go.

Elonzo thought for a minute, which I utilised to give him my puppy eyes.

"Okay." He said, shaking his head. "Take care of them."

I jumped and ran to hug him.
"You're so cool." I said, kissing his cheek and hugging him tightly.

"You still have rules to follow when you go there." He said.

"Ugh. Back to being a typical oldie." I grumbled.

He ruffled my hair.
"If you want to go, baby, then you have to follow the rules. Otherwise you can stay home. Now go and get ready for the party."

"Fine." I said, before walking back towards Luciano and dragging him out by the back of his shirt, to tell everyone about the news and plan everything out.

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So I was reading the first book. The part where Evvie tells Zack about Street racing and hacking. People were getting bothered by why he's being so violent. Lol. Seriously? When was he ever gentle with her? They have the 'talk by punches' relationship.

Honestly, if I did something so reckless, my best friend would have punched me to Neptune and I would have done the same.

People need to chill. No need to get so serious when neither the author nor the mc are serious. We are NEVER serious. So CHILL!!

He wasn't judging and he wasn't being 'violent' for the first time. Also she punched him after that. Thrice, maybe fourice, (lol, I create my own words)

He was just worried. For her life or if those people knew about her. That's it.
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Is this the longest author's note, I've ever written? Heck yeah, ig.

Also, I'm high on cotton candy, rn.
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