"You know, despite the fact that my family gets on my nerves, we always have a good time." Robin had his eyes closed but was just smiling, feeling the cool breeze against his face.

"Well, that's good. A family is very important, Ace. You got to cherish every moment you have with them."

"Wow, Robin, you sound like a fortune cookie. Wonderful words of wisdom you have bestowed upon me." I admired his face, his eyes still closed, his lips still smiling, his face with no flaw. I always liked to see how well Robin fitted into the environment. How the winds swayed with him and how the park seemed to be his own.

"I'm being serious though..." I laughed.

"Yes, sir. I will treasure every moment I have. Even though Jace gets on my nerves."

"I think it's only to protect you." Robin opened his eyes and looked at me. "I mean, you do hang around Robin Ryder. You know how terrible he is." I pushed Robin in a joking manner with a soft laugh.

"You're not terrible. People just... don't know how to see that?" I shrugged because I felt like it wasn't a good statement. That's why it ended up more of a question. "But I mean, it doesn't matter what they all think."

"Then what matters? What you think?" I emphasized the rolling of my eyes.

"No, that's not what I mean. I mean it matters what you think." I put my hand on my chin, tapping my index finger on my cheek. "You know, what other people say about you isn't important. I say whatever you think about yourself is what matter the most."

"What if I think I'm terrible?" Robin laid down on the grass with his hands acting as a pillow for his head.

"Do you think you're terrible?" Robin didn't answer. He kept on looking up at the starless sky, his eyes searching for something. His breathing was slightly elevated and he had a sense of pain on his lips. "Well, I don't think you are terrible."

"Thanks." His appearance suddenly calmed. His face left from distress and his body seemed relaxed. All he needed was for someone to tell him he's not bad.

"I think there is a quote...somewhere along the lines of never believe what others tell you, you're perfect the way you are. Or something like that."

"Wow, who's the fortune cookie now?" I softly punched him in the cheek with a laugh. "Thanks though."

"Sure."

"When you look from this spot, you can see the whole park, did you know that?" I tore my eyes from Robin to look at the green. You can really see the whole park, all the equipment little kids would play with, a resting area, a part for the parents.

"I don't think I have ever paid attention." Robin propped himself on his elbows to show me something. He pointed a blue, yellow, and red dome.

"That, I have always hated that. When I was eight, I think. I was at the top... and some kid pushed me. I fell through those triangles and broke my arm. After that, I never went on it." Robin laughed to himself and continued to scan the park. "The monkey bars," he extended his hand to point to some rusted bars. "I was so proud I could go across them. I ran to show my dad, but when I tried it...I fell flat on my face. I think I was nine when I first got it."

"You still remember that?"

"I remember everything that has to do with this park. I remember I used to play hide and seek with my dad. I would always hide under the bumpy slide and he always found me. I would get so mad at him." He had a small smile across his lips as he replayed the memory in his head. "And my mom, she would bring sandwiches and chips and some water. She wouldn't let me drink anything other than water. Anyways, she sat right here. Every time we would go, she would sit right here and just watch." Robin's smile fell in the smallest bit, if I hadn't been looking at his lips I wouldn't have seen it. "Oh!" Robin sat up all the way and laughed. "Behind the tree over there is where I had my first kiss. Her name was...Elizabeth? I was eleven." He laughed to himself while he stared at the tree.

"When you were eleven? Started off young, huh?" Robin rolled his eyes.

"I dated her for two days." My eyes widened at Robin. "She moved to Kansas, so we broke up. It was stupid, really."

"You know, I have never been to this park 'till a week ago."

"It's been open for ten years, and you have never been here?" I just shrugged towards his comment.

"I always played with my brother. We didn't go out all the time, mostly played in our backyard or with some toys we had at home."

"My parents didn't let me watch TV, they didn't buy me toys, we had no computer, I had no siblings, there was nothing in our backyard, so, we went to the park. I mean, I didn't even get a phone 'till I was thirteen."

"My parents bought us a lot of stuff. I think my parents just liked to spoil us. Or maybe it was because we would whine 'till we got what we want. Since we were twins, it was double the trouble, as my mom would say." My eyes traveled to Robin's face. I couldn't pick out the emotion he was displaying, but it had a somber feeling to it. Like my words slandered him.

"I could only imagine." He put one of his hands on his head and just shook it.

"Yeah, we were a mess." Robin laughed in hopes to fix his emotions. He probably didn't notice how fake it sounded, that it seemed more afflictive than happy. How his eyes and nose didn't crinkle like they always do. He couldn't see how sad his face actually looked and how his posture was slumped down more than it normally is.

And when I left to go home, I couldn't help but wonder what really happened.

"Jace?" I banged on Jace's door to wake him up.

"What do you want?" My twin was not a very nice being when woken up. He liked to wake up himself rather than someone else wake him up.

"Are we privileged?" Jace rubbed his eyes in confusion.

"Can't this wait 'till it's not an ungodly hour?" His voice was stern but like I said, he doesn't favor being woken up.

"It's 6:30 it's not that early. And no, it can't wait. It's a very important question."

"Aren't most people in Texas privileged?" I scratched my head.

"Well, that's not what I mean. And no, there are still people who get treated differently. But like I said, that's not what I mean. I mean... we get what we want, right?"

"To some extent. It's not like we can afford crazy expensive stuff."

"I guess you're right."

"What got you thinking so stupidly at 6:30?" I didn't plan on Jace asking me this. I mean, sure, I could have figured it would happen...but I didn't. So when he expected an answer, I didn't have one. I stared blankly at him trying to accumulate words to say to him.

"I was just wondering?"

"Well, that's a weird thing to wonder." I shrugged at Jace.

"My mind is very mysterious."

"Uh huh, but maybe you can keep your mind tamed 'till it's not a stupid hour so you won't go banging on my door."

"I'm sorry, Jace." I patted Jace on the shoulder. "My mind just wouldn't leave me alone until I had the answer."

"Well, it's a very one-sided answer. You might have a different answer than me and another kid might have a different answer as well. Basically, you won't get the right answer so waking me up at 6:30 was useless. Now can I go back to sleep?" Before I could even answer, Jace was walking back to his bed.

"Sure, but you should be getting ready soon." My twin mumbled incoherent words at me. "Love you!" I walked to my room and stared at a mirror. My mom insisted I have a big mirror so I could see my full body. It was a girly looking mirror, not that I mind. Especially since I got it when I was ten. I hardly used it, I kept a jacket hanging over it so I could only see my waist down. Today, I pushed the jacket off and just sighed. Did I mess up? I feel like I messed up. I didn't mean to make him feel bad. It was a joke, I wasn't supposed to be harmful. So why do I feel like this?

"Chase, I know you think you are beautiful and all, but hurry and get downstairs I'm making breakfast." Maybe I didn't do anything bad. Maybe he's being sensitive.

"Okay, I'm coming." I grabbed the very old jacket and put it back on the mirror so I could only see my waist.