Macey: A Fictional Narrative

In a hurry to find Christopher, Adelaide scanned the cramped dining hall, Adelaide saw Christopher sitting at the “jock” table with Ryan. Ryan had a booming voice, that demanded attention from anyone who was listening, so Adelaide could not help but hear Ryan discussing Macey. “Macey is ingenuine, I dated the girl for a week and then she dumped me without an explanation.” Said the boisterous voice that Ryan always used. “I am not very fond of her myself.” a familiar melodic voice said pointedly. “I can’t expect much of her, she is an Aries so they are naturally argumentative and agitated. Plus, she was adopted too.” Ryan said. Although Adelaide should have been upset over the absurd things Ryan had said, she was too fixated on the fact that not

“Do you think there is a connection between the two of you?” He said. “That idea is extremely implausible?” She said quietly. “Even though Ryan is not the most reliable resource, he does seem to always know everyone else’s business.” Christopher said softly. Adelaide stood quietly for several beats weighing the possible outcomes in her head. “For what it is worth, I do not hate Macey, I just do not like the way she takes you away from me.” Christopher said with a blushing face. “I have been spending quite a bit of time with her, I promise once I get this sorted out, we can be the best of friends again, but in the meantime, I need to speak to Macey.” Adelaide said as she started to walk toward her room. As she opened the door, Macey startled by the ghostly pale hue of Adelaide’s face asked if she was feeling well and proceeded to go through the unwritten checklist of what to say to a distraught friend. “You know don’t you?” Macey said finally, after realizing Adelaide was inconsolable. “You knew we were twin sisters this whole time?” Adelaide said incredulously. “Of course I’ve known since we were