❈ Twins ❈

The band and i were in the record company lounge waiting to speak to ray. we entertained ourselfs with the world magizines on the wooden table next to the couch. eric flipped through the pages of an african culture magizine. he came to a page with an interesting picture and stopped. he laughed to himself. "look!" he showed the picture to us and pointed at a person in some sort of weird feather-like tribal cloack. their face was painted white with black markings around the eyes. the lips were oddly misshapen. the hair went to their hips and was dyed a white. the hair just about stood straight out. fred starred at the photograph. "what is that? is that a person?" eric laughed "i dont know!" he read the selection out loud "blah blah blah african tribal ceramony. blah blah blah headress of white. blah. yes. yes it is a person, fred." eric looked closer at the picture. "it looks like kayla!" fred laughed and clapped his hands together. tom was now interested. "let me see that!" he took the magizine away from eric and looked at the photograph. "it does not!" eric laughed harder. "give that back! i found it first!" he grabbed the magizine away from tom and continued "of course it looks like kayla! look at the hair! they are identical!" i rolled my eyes. for adults, they acted more like junior high students. eric flipped through a few more pages. he laughed "no! i change my mind! this looks more like kayla! this is like- her twin!" he pointed to a picture of a cow eating the grass of an abondaned feild. "very funny eric!" tom said as he grabbed the magizine away for the second time. "enough of this. its getting annoying!" he closed the magizine and threw it back onto the table. "now i want you guys to just sit there- like good little kids- and wait for ray!" tom crossed his arms and watched the hallway. eric stretched. his arms flew up in the air and then stretched behind his back. "oh my god..im so tired!"