Meant to Be (The Saving Angels 1)

Mark came over to the driver’s side window to give me one last kiss.

“One to sleep on,” he teased. “I’ll call you tonight.”

I had no trouble convincing my mom to let Sam stay over. I went for broke and pitched for the whole week. Playing on the fact that Sam’s foster parents would be working late hours all week, and that Sam hated being alone at night.

My mom said it would be fine, but we had to promise to go to bed at a decent time.

“Just because you’re in your last nine weeks of high school, I don’t want you to fall off now.”

I looked at her with humor. Was she forgetting that school was easy for me? Did she forget all those times everyone had commented on my IQ?

She saw my look and laughed. “Okay maybe not you, but school may not be as easy for Sam, so she needs to get enough rest.”

Sam and I had of course kept it to ourselves that Sam’s IQ was probably just as high as my own.

We both thought my mom’s concern was funny.

Once we were in my room, Sam called her foster mom to ask her permission for the entire week at my house. Her foster mom was thrilled.

Sam told me after she hung up, that her foster mom admitted that they had been worried about leaving her by herself so much during the coming week.

We decided to continue surfing the web while we listened to some music.

I ran downstairs to grab a couple of sodas and a snack for both of us.

We ate our snack while we waited for my computer to boot up. Once the computer was ready, I typed in the words, “Strange links between people.”Almost at once, a ton of options popped up. My eyes scrolled down the list and I was surprised to see a lot of sites on twins listed. I clicked on a random site and was amazed as I began to read.

“Listen to this,” I said. “Twins that have been separated at birth will often suffer similar injuries in the same location on their bodies. They have also been found to marry similar spouses from the same backgrounds,” I read on. “This paragraph says that twins often talk about the connections they share. It says it doesn’t matter if they are identical twins or fraternal twins.”

“I know none of us are twins, but we seem to share many of the same traits as twins,” Sam mused.

I patted Feline absently on the head as he settled onto my lap. He was mad at me for abandoning him the night before, but couldn’t turn down the attention. I stroked his fur as I continued to read more on twins.

“We share many similarities with the twins on this site, but their connection comes from genetics,” Sam said as she read over my shoulder. “Well, except these ones.” I said, clicking onto another site that had a more paranormal spin on it.

My first instinct was to laugh. “Give me a break. Some of these twins act like they’re some kind of superhero,” I said as I read how one twin was convinced that he and his brother were put on earth to save the world and that they could read each other’s minds. “This is like reading the National Enquirer. I’m surprised he didn’t add that his mother was an alien from another planet.”

“Well, we mock it, but really Krista, is it any different than what all of us are going through? We dream about the same guy every night, we feel a surge of electricity when any of us touch, and not to mention; we all realized that we somehow freakishly neutralize each other.”

She of course had a point.

We decided to call Mark to see if he and Shawn wanted to meet us at the park by my house.

Mark answered the phone on the first ring. “Sam and I stumbled onto something while we were searching the web,” I said as a greeting.

“What kind of thing?” Mark asked, sounding intrigued.

“It’s too much to explain over the phone. We were hoping you could meet us at the park.”

“Sure we can. We’re not doing anything except playing Xbox.”

“Fifteen minutes too soon?” I asked.

“No, that’s fine.”

I hung up. “We better get ready; they’re going to meet us there in fifteen minutes.”

Five minutes later, we were heading down the stairs. “Mom, we’re going for a walk,” I yelled toward the back of the house. I heard a muffled reply and took it for an okay.