Ice Keeper looked out his window, his brother was sleeping and his father was driving the car. He sighed, yet another move, this must be the sixth time this month! He sighed and got out his phone and started to text someone, he rolled his eyes when his father told him to put the phone away. He didn't say a word, only texted his friend, then his brother woke up form his slumber and look at him.
"You texting?" Sand Keeper asked Ice Keeper, moving his hand through his blonde hair, "Thought we couldn't."
"Yeah, I don't care about the rules." Ice Keeper told his brother, "Here's a question, aren't you tired?"
"Well, yeah!" Sand began, crossing his arms, "But I can't sleep anymore."
"Good for you bro." Ice muttered under his breathe, "Can't wait to get out of this car!"
Sand rolled his eyes and looked out the Window, he was done school, so he had to find a job, Ice had already found on at a store. He never knew how his weird, almost taller, little brother could find something before him.
Ice looked like their mother, blue hair, light yellow skin, gold eyes, it never made sense how girls would throw themselves at him. No matter how cute the girls looked to Sand, Ice would tell them off. Something he would never do, and yet, not a single girl looked his way.
To Ice, Sand looked like their father! Blonde hair, light orange skin, and blue eyes, though he never saw anyone or girl throw themselves at Sand, he was the one to get everyone talking to himself, for some reason.
"How 'bout you two find something to talk about?" Their father asked, giving them something to do, "Would take that bond of yours grow."
The boys looked at each other and then at their windows, hell no! They weren't going to talk to each other during this move!
"No, I'm not talking to this moron."
"Thanks bro." Sand started, rolling his eyes.
Ice sighed and placed his hands over his eyes, he looked at his phone to see a new message from his friend, he smiled and texted his friend back. Sand looked over Ice's shoulder but was smacked by his brother.
"Ever heard of private things?" Ice asked, "I don't think you know it well."
"Shut up! I have the right to know!"
"No you don't!"
Ice saw his father's glare and looked away from his father, Sand saw him too and crossed his arms. Only another four or six hours left to go in this hell hole.
After what seemed to be about eight hours in hell, Ice finally had a chance to look at his new house. It was nice. Big, cool looking, and it had a very big living room. He nodded and went inside, he and Sand looked at each other and went up stairs.
"God," Sand said, looking around, "It's like someone was murdered here."
"I know, something had to happen." Ice agreed, "What do you think our rooms are like?"
"Hopefully not some kind of blood house." Sand sighed, "Wanna go see?"
"...Sure."
The brothers went to two rooms next to each other and they were surprised. The rooms were clean, expect the rest of the house was a complete mess.
Wow, first we move from France to America, and now the bedrooms upstairs are cleaner then the rest of upstairs? Ice thought to himself, his phone buzzed and he took a look. It was from their...Uncle? "Hello? Oh hey! Yeah, yeah, the trip was long. What? No. No, this house isn't a murder house. How should I know? Whatever. Bye."
"Who was that bro?" Sand asked, looking at Ice, who sighed.
"Our uncle. He was asking about the house."
Sand nodded and went downstairs to get his stuff. Ice also went downstairs to the car, once his stuff was in his room, Ice took out his phone and saw an address, he smirked and went to his brother.
"Come on."
"What?" Sand asked.
"I said, come on." Ice began, "We're going somewhere."
Sometimes I wonder about you brother. Sand thought to himself and followed his brother.
After the boys got home, Ice was laughing while Sand was in shock. Who would put a address that lead to an old broken down house? But Sand had to admit, the house looked better than theirs.
"Man, that was funny!"
"No, it was not!"
"Whatever." Ice said, going to his room.
He's scared of stuff like that, so why bother bring him along anymore? Ice thought as he lay down on his bed, he was looking at the school he was supposed to go to. CHS. He rolled his eyes and looked at the staff, boring! Everything about that school was seeming boring to him. Yay, yet another boring school.
Then something got his attention, since Ice was looking at the list of Students, he saw two people he knew. Arrow Spear and Sky Clear? They went to CHS? And here Ice thought Arrow still went to CPA!
"Nice, I'll know two people at school." Ice told himself, checking the time, he knew it was a good time to turn in. Hopefully this first day at CHS tomorrow, was better than today. "But something tells me that there's going to be trust tests. Just like there was at the last school I went to."
Trust tests were a big thing to any school he went to, his brother had to pass them and he had to pass them. What would make this school any different than the ones before hand? Nothing. Nothing would.
