~~~~~~~~~Aiden's POV~~~~~~~~~

"Oh, it's him again."

"He's so weird, almost always alone."

"I've never even heard him talk once!"

"That's kinda creepy.."

"Maybe he's just mute?"

"No, I've seen him talk with his sister."

"Maybe he's just a freak."

"Dude, don't let him hear you!"

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I've.. always been a quiet one.

For as long as I can remember, I've had trouble speaking up in any situation. It's a ball of anxiety that I've had to drag with me for a long time. It's not that I don't want to speak up, I just feel like if I open my mouth, too many things might slip out.

I wasn't always like this. Sure, I've always been shy, but when I was younger, I spoke more often, I made friends quite easily.

But around the start of middle school, an certain incident impacted me pretty harshly..

What is it, you may ask? Well, my parents were driving home from work one day, and out of nowhere were hit by a drunk driver. My dad died right on the impact, but my mom held on for two more weeks.

I miss them both so much, but it doesn't bother me anymore. I know they're still happily together, whenever they may be.

However, because of this, we were forced to move with our uncle upstate. My dad barely ever spoke of his younger brother, but it was clear they didn't get along. And now that I've lived with him for years? I know why very well.

Calling him rude would be an understatement. He'd always yell at anyone who annoyed him, would always tell us to clean his house and make food while he laid on the couch drinking seven bottles of beer.

Not to mention his brat of a daughter Ashley, who had her dad wrapped around her pinky finger. Whenever she wanted something, he'd get it for her. Whenever we wanted something, he'd yell at us as a warning before he could get violent.

Needless to say, all these things just came together and made me grow a lot more secretive about my life. I stopped trying to make friends because of how much we began to move around; and I grew afraid to even speak, shaken at the thought of what my words could cause.

However, my twin sister is the complete opposite of me. Ivangelys has always been social, has always been able to make friends easily. She's pretty, smart, funny, has so many talents, and speaks her own mind frequently. She's also loud, and refuses to be unheard.

Everything I want to be.

Everything I'm too scared to be.

Almost everyday she'd ask me if I wanted to hang out with her friends, but I'd always decline, not wanting to disturb anyone.

She'll purposely piss off Dylan and Ashley, and she isn't afraid to argue back, while I'll mostly stay in my room avoiding anything and everything.

I look up to her, but I'm also jealous of her. However, she's always had my back, no matter what, and we've stayed together through thick and thin. She knows me better than anyone, and I know her.

There's also my little sister Alyssa, who we had to raise on our own. She was only two years old when our parents died, and barely remembers them. We've always done our best to keep Dylan and Ashley as far away from her as possible, and she's grown up to be an amazing kid.

She's always cheerful and positive, always smiling through any situation, and kids around her just naturally like her.

I've always said she's just a clone of my mother..

O-oh, I just realized I haven't even introduced myself.

My name is Aidston, Aidston Anderson. But I simply go by Aiden since it sounds a lot nicer. I'm eighteen, in my senior year of high school, finally able to move as far away from my old home as possible. We had just moved back to our old home town, Gravity Falls, in a small house not too far from our new school.

We had left the house pretty early, and had already taken Alyse to her new school as Iv and I were on our way to our high school.

I had a grip on my sleeves, I never got used to the new student feeling. Not that it would be any different..

Iv slightly nudge my arm. "C'mon, chin up, A. It's a fresh new start, I'm sure things will be okay."

I didn't answer right away, but I forced on a smile anyways. "Yeah.."

But it didn't matter where I went. No matter where we moved, no matter what kind of people were around me, I was always the quiet creepy kid in the back that never spoke, and that immediately made people assume all sorts of things.

This time would be no different..

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