I'm Aurora. Not the sleepy Aurora, not the one who sings Runaway, nor the small town where "The Truth About The Harry Quebert Affair" happens. I'm the Aurora who's born with a permanently sticky twin, and before your mind goes to wander, we're not siamese. Wanna know more? Stick around.
When our hands touch, I can't take it back. Yes, you thought right, all attraction. Real attraction. Unlike the one you feel when you see Alec Benjamin humming to his guitar chords. No, don't tell me you thought I was in love with my brother?
Real attraction. The attraction of two things, one negatively charged, and the other, positively charged. On paper, i have an iron deficiency, and my bro a hydroxyde lack. Only I and him know the truth.
Everything was almost fine, until.... we started to experience another type of attraction. To someone else. I had to control myself. We were always bumping into her in the school corridors, and she gave us suspicious looks back. She was metallic, I knew it. She was also charged, and as Brian was only magnetically attracted, i was also electrically pulled as I have never been. My magnetism, resulting from my charge, was more powerful than ever.
In front of our lunchboxes, in the school backyard, Brian took a bite of his grilled cheese & tuna sandwich and said:
"We need to talk about the green-eyed chick."