grace looked up hopefully at her mother "pretty please, i"ll do better on my homework" she said while blinking hazel her eyes "hm, i'll think about it" she said in a way that you could tell that by the time she'd think about it grace would be married with children of her own "theirs not much better you could do anyway why don't you go and try making some friends instead" henry,her twin brother snorted as he sidled into the room holding his history test paper which had a B minus scribled in red pen"yes why don't you do that" mother said distractedly as she walked out of the laundry with a basket of fresh,warm laundry, grace blinked away the tears that were threatening her eyes but knew that they wouldn't stay away long so she ran out of the laundry room leaving henry staring at her back suspiciously.She burst into her room and dived head first into her bed causing her blue floral pajama dress to sway in the wind of the open window as she cried into her pillow"hey sis how many times do i tell you to not wear pajama dresses first of all, they're outta style second of all, my sources tell me that they are uncomfortable"but she interrupted him with a angry huff "and what or where are your sources"she said while turning her tear stained face to him with tear stains still clearly etched on her cheeks"wowa girl,calm down i was only saying my honest opinion i mean you really do need some friends and anyway what were you asking for this time"he said as he shut his lap top and wheeled around on his spin chair to face bed"well-fine,i wanted violin lessons"she said,her angry,upset and sad self melting almost immediately to be replaced by a dreamy look"oh,well violons is boring at least pick something interesting"he said while tapping his foot in an impatient sort of way on the beige carpet"like what?"grace asked,her dreamy look evaporating almost immediately"i don't know,maybe like guitar or something""isn't that what meghan takes i think you like her"she said causing henry to blush deeply"anyway i already asked her for guitar,ice skating,dance,flute,trumpet,singing, and,and well i asked her for harp today but she said only art is enough"grace said before bursting into tears again"and,and i ev-hic-en brough-hic-t up diffr-hic""please don't talk while hiccuping it’s driving me mad i got the point that you brought up different researches,studies and proves"he said while climbing into bed and reaching for the book on his bedside table"yeah but""she still said no"henry finished off for her"okay,okay i have an idea that i'm willing to fulfill"he said while staring at his hiccuping sister and her soaking wet pillow"i will agree to play guitar with you,something like double lessons"he said a little nervously"really?!um could we do the piano,you'll get better grades in school!i wrote a whole optional essay last year about how...""yeah gross we all heard enough of that"grace gave a small shaky laugh at henry having used the nicknames that they made for each other years earlier"children time for-oh i see that your both already in bed"mom had stuck her head into their room"mom can we do piano together,like lessons?me and grace"henry said half anxiously half nervously,it took her a couple of seconds to answer in which she stared at both pleading faces,one of them welling up with tears already,expecting the answer no yet again"of course"she said smiling in unison with both twins,she then flicked down the switch before saying"as my mother always used to say,together is better!".

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