"I'm going to go lay down," a curly haired girl whispered in the boy's ear who sat beside her dressed in silver and green. A boy who looked remarkably similar to her in the way that they had the same cold grey eyes that only held warmth for each other, as well as sharp boned cheeks and a chin that obviously made them siblings. Even if you couldn't tell from their looks that they had been born to the same woman on the same day, of the same year, both teens with the dashing looks had an absolutely uncanny way of coercing someone to do anything that they desired.