"I already told you, I'm not going." Anita tried to stay calm as she told her mom this. She leaned against her dresser, and studied her aging mother. She had near-shoulder length hair, which was starting to gray at the roots, but otherwise was a dark blonde color. Her mother's gray blue eyes stared at her, clearly annoyed with her teenage daughter.
"Anita, you are going to this new youth group. You need a good influence, besides there will be plenty of other kids that are new too." She said as she tried wearily to explain this to Anita.
"No. Youth group is boring, can't I just stay home?"
Before her mom could answer, Her sister, April, came in dressed in a nice white blouse and dark blue, boot-cut jeans. April was Anita's identical twin sister.
"come on, Anita! Let's go, Sarah is getting moody." Anita sighed and reluctany followed her younger twin out the door, and into the long hallway, down the stairs, and into the car. Sarah sat in the passenger seat, looking into a mirror stroking her light brown hair. April and Anita climbed into the back of the Mercury Cougar, while their mother climbed into the driver's seat, clearly relieved. She slowly backed out of the driveway and took out a list with driving instructions and drove toward the new church.
When they arrived, a smiley director, with a nametage of Maddie, guided the twins in towards the room where the 9th graders were. Once they were dropped off, Maddie continued down the hall showing Sarah her room with the 12th graders. April lead Anita towards a bench and they both sat down.
"oh, I seem to have forgotted my bible." April said, glancing around,"there's some over there, I'll be right back." She then cheerfully hopped up and headed towards a bookcase.
Anita stared at the floor, in hopes of not being noticed so she could grit her way through this. 'After all,' she thought, 'I only have to do one, and then I can go back to my old one.' Anita smiled at this thought, and began to daydream about riding her chesnut, Roxie.
"Hey, I'm back, and I got you one too." April passed her a Bible."I think it's about to start!" She exclaimed excitedly.
Anita looked up, and watched as a young man, around the age of 26, walked to the front of the room.
"Hello everyone! How are you all doing tonight?" he greeted the class enthusiasticly. A few people murmmured responses. "Incase you didn't know, my name is Charles, and I'll be your youth leader today." He began his lesson with the story of Moses, one which Anita already knew by heart.
With nothing else to do, she gazed around the room, studying it. It was small, with some benches secured to the walls, which were painted brightly with reds and blues. The center of the room held three round, plastic tables with folding chairs surrounding them. There was a total of 13 teens in the room, the majority of which were girls. Anita scanned their faces, and stopped when she came to a boy sitting a few feet away from her.
He had dark brown hair, that curled around his ears, a soft mouth, round nose, and the most beautiful eyes she's ever seen. They were a hazle, that mixed shades of brown and green together, surrounded by full length lashes. They had the apearance of a kind man and aa mysterious personality.
Anita stared into those perfect eyes, entranced by their perfection. He turned, suddenly, as if he knew she was watching him, and met her eyes. Anita blushed and turned back to Charles, who was now asking the group how they thought the story of Moses related to their lives.
Charles finished and disperssed the group an hour and 20 minnutes later. April cheerfully put the books back and headed over to discuss something with their group leader, leaving Anita alone.
Anita looked up startled to find the boy standing infront of her. She was also suprised to find that he was a good 6 inches taller.
"Yes?" She said.
"I was wondering, are you new? I mean I don't remember you from last year." he asked.
"Yah, my mom wanted me to try a new group." Anita blushed.
"That's cool," he smiled, "I'm Eric."
"Anita," she pointed towards April, "that's my twin, April."
"You're a twin? that's pretty interesting. I have often wondered what being a twin was like."
"Well it's like you always have best freind by your side, no matter what. You know, someone you can always tell them anything and they will listen and tell you what they think. Atleast,"she added,"that's what my experiences have been for me." She looked down, thinking she had been talking too much.
"Huh." He said, "Well I had better go, see you next week?"
Anita nodded and he walked out of the room. She sighed, and walked over to April.
"We should go, Sarah has a big test tomorrow." She told April, tugging on her sleeve until she followed her out of the room. The hall was filled with so many people, Anita found it hard to locate the exit. They stood there, tip-toeing to try and see over everyone's heads. Finally, they found the exit and began the slow process of getting there. Suddenly, Anita fell forward, slamming into the floor.
"You're the new girl right?" A tall blonde asked as she looked down on Anita. April was already by the exit, and didnt seem to notice in the mass of people.
"I'm Anita." she answered.
"I noticed you talking to Eric. Word of advise? He's my boyfreind, don't get any ideas of getting past the 'friend's stage'." The girl turned and walked away.
'Well, didnt have to be so mean.' Anita thought as she got to her feet and brushed herself off. She turned towards April and waved at her, and joined her at the exit.
"Was that a new friend?" April questioned, looking worridly at her sister.
"I'm not entirly sure. Don't worry, I'm fine. Let's just go." Anita blushed in shame, and headed towards their car. The ride home seemed extremely long, and Anita constantly found that she was under her sisters' searching gaze. She just tried to ignore it, while staring out the window and watching the scenery pass by.
Sarah eventually gave up and began telling their parents about how everyone was so welcoming and how the group was SOOOO fun.
Thankfully, their parents seemed satisfied that only Sarah was sharing her experience from the night. Anita needed to think about that boy and the girl who tripped her.
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