#5

"Nolan wake your faggot ass up dad is calling you." Naomi shouted and Nolan felt his anger rise how was Naomi his twin? Urgh she's so angering and homophobic and crazy. He quickly got up and slipped his slippers on and went downstairs. What was his father calling him for? They rarely talked one to one so what was happening.

He found Me Easton his father on a couch. His forehead had a towel and he looked hot. "Are you okay Dad? Do you have a fever?" As if on cue his father coughed. "First Naomi watch your language young lady I won't hesitate to kick you out and go live with your Saint friends. Also yes Nolan I'm sick can you drop off some files for me? I already told them you're coming." He said.

"Of course dad. Anything."

He changed only his shirt he wore a black Queen shirt. And went to where he was asked.

The doorbell rang at the Becker household. "Santi please go get the door." His father called out from his room. He thrashed around his bed. "Just as I was getting comfortable. Tell Toby to open the fucking door!" He yelled back but standing upand didn't bother wearing his shirt. He thought it could only be a delivery man. He opened the door to see a blonde haired boy. He was no taller than 5"7 to him he was short. Had greenish eyes with specks of blue and a pretty face actually. "Love your pyjamas." Santiago said and nodded at the boy's Minions pyjamas. He suddenly felt embarassed and foolish for not changing. "Uh thank you is Mr Becker in? These are for him." Nolan said trying to control his speech from coming out in halves.

"Yes come in let me call him." They went in. "Dad! Dad! Someone's here for you." Santiago called out. "I'm coming." Another older voice said. "So what's your name?" Santiago asked and Nolan snickered. "You suck at small talk don't you?" He asked with an amused look. "No I don't. Actually I do I didn't know what to say." Santiago replied. "How about anything and everything except for my bio?" Nolan said with a raised eyebrow. "Uhh no I'd like to know your name first." Santiago said he folded his muscular arms and Nolan's eyes went over to them. How were they so big?

"Uhh my name's N..."

"Are those for where's your father?"a familiar voice asked beside them and Nolan's head snapped to it. He looked like the older copy of the other before him. Same eye colour face shape hair colour was different but by one shade. "Yes he's sick Sir." Nolan said. Mr Becker laughed "Nonsense don't call me Sir ain't that old. Call me Sam. Say hi and get well soon to your father for me." He said and slapped his shoulder hard he almost fell.

"Y-yes I will sir-Sam. Goodbye." Nolan managed to choke out and practically flew out of there.