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It was difficult enough to talk about it in front of stranger but now I felt like Fin knew my darkest secrets and that wasn't really a pleasing sensation, even if Alex was not Fin but if my father was Michelle's father sometimes I wondered if Fin could also take a trip in which case he would be in Alex and then Alex would really be Fin.
"She needs to go to the hospital, I'll have them warned to call her specialist," my mother said.
In her dreams. I wasn't going to go to the hospital and waste my entire first years as a student there, no way in hell.
"Of course," Alex said smiling.
It looked like a genuine smile, as if he was actually taking her side.
"Where are your parents?" My mother asked.
"Oh, they already left," Amy said. "They only made sure we found our way to our dormitories, for the rest we already discussed all the classes we were taking with them so they didn't need to come for the introduction. That was highly boring anyway."
Yes, like normal parents would do but mine had a bet to know if I was going to black out today or not.
My father drove us back the the dormitory. Alex was at the A building, apparently they didn't care about separating twins.
"Let's go," my father finally said after taking me to my room.
Amy was really chatty.
"I'm not going anywhere," my mother answered.
And that was the problem, I was sure she would sleep in front of my door if she had to.
"We had an agreement, if she didn't faint during the day, you would leave her alone," my father said.
"She obviously can't take care of herself," my mother said.
"My mother also said that about Alex, he can't even cook himself a microwaved pizza, you guys are lucky to have me," Amy said. "Take a backpack, you really don't want to carry plastic bags on the way back."
She locked her bedroom door and slide the key in her jeans pocket. She had a large pink backpack on her back.
I took mine too.
"Would you mind get out of the room, we are going shopping," I said.
"We need to talk about this," my mother said, arm crossed on her chest.
I was afraid that Amy was going to decide to go without me. It was one thing to have your parents around, it was something else to have my mother freak out in front of my new neighbor.
My father walked out but my mother didn't move, my bedroom had become occupation territory.
"Do you need some time? I'll tell Alex..." Amy started.
"Yes," my mother said.
"No," I said. "We have nothing to talk about, this is my place and I want you to leave."
"Is that a way to talk to your mother?" my mother said.
That was one of the trick that always worked on me, once again she was trying to make me feel ashamed of myself. I walked to the wall where they had put up a list of emergency numbers and took my cellphone out.