Mind Over Matter: Doppelgangers

"Alright class can anyone translate this phrase into English?" The stupid and boring teacher asked the class. Little miss kiss-up Rachel had her hand up in the air as always. Man she gets on my nerves. "Any one besides Miss Daniels?" Then a surprising thing happened, Fern Seward raised her hand. "Yes Miss Seward?"

"It means 'Go walk the Dog'."

"That's correct. Thank you Miss Seward." I was really surprised that she got it right. Fern wasn't exactly the scholastic type. Her best friend Sophia on the other hand was practically a genius. She always gets straight A's. It was people like her that made the rest of us look bad.

"Hey Soph, why didn't you answer? Finally run out of brains?" My brother Greg whispered to Sophia who was sitting in front of him.

"No Powers, only you and your twin run out of brains on a regular basis. Now shut up!"

"Like saying that ever works," I whispered diagonally across the aisle.

"Just be quiet both of you. You're going to get me in trouble."

"Not gonna happen Sweetheart," we said at the same time.

"I swear sometimes it's like you guys read each other's minds or something."

"You have no idea," we both said again. That's when the strange thing happened. Sophia leaned over her desk and sort of froze. She wasn't writing. She was just sitting there with a dazed expression on her face.

"Should we do something?"I heard Greg's voice. Then as suddenly as it started it stopped.

"That was weird," I heard Greg say. I glanced over at him.

"You got that right," I thought.

"What do you think, is she finally cracking?"Greg asked without moving his mouth as usual.

"No, it's probably just her time of the month. You know how spacey Clara and Dana get whenever they start cramping," I thought back at him.

"Should we ask her?"

"Couldn't hurt."

"That time of the month Soph?" Greg asked her out loud.

"Just leave me alone you stupid Doppelgangers!" she snapped back.

"That's a yes," We said at the same time again.

"Powers Brothers! If you two don't be quiet, I'll give you both detentions," the teacher
said. We never bother keeping track of our teacher's names.

"Sorry, it won't happen again," we both droned.

"Make sure that it doesn't." The teacher went back to her boring Spanish lesson. Then Fern leaned her head back so that she was talking to me upside down. That girl always had been weird.

"Yo, Doppelgangers. Protest after school. You in?"

"What's it for?" I asked.

"Does it really matter? You two are in it for the rebellion and not the cause."

"Then why invite us?" Greg asked.

"We need the bodies to make an impact. Just shout what I tell you to and everything will be fine."

"Works for us. See you then." I said.

"Great…by the way do you have sensitive skin?"

"No why?" I asked.

"Just didn't want you two complaining about your skin tingling from the paint."

"Of course she would worry about our complaining and not our actual well being," I thought to Greg.

"Well at least she asked this time," Greg thought back.

"True true." I said out loud.

"Huh?" Fern asked a little confused.

"Don't worry about it. You wouldn't get it." Greg and I gave each other a look of
knowing. No one will ever get it.