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New City, Old Fatigues	By : medievalcutie Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 984 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Okay, so this is something new for me. I've had the basic ideas sorta rolling around in my head and decided to type them out and see what happens from it. Review and let me know what you guys think. Enjoy! *hugs*

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“I don’t understand why we have to move to New Jersey in the first place. I certainly could have stayed in Chicago.”

“Because that is just what we are doing, Natalie. We are a family, therefore, when your father gets transferred, we all move. That’s what a family does, we stick together.”

“I still don’t understand why New Jersey. I mean, it’s not even much of a state. Certainly nothing like back home.”

“Natalie, I don’t want to hear your complaints any longer. Your father fought long and hard over his decision to take this job, and I wish you would understand the difference this new promotion will make.”

“Well I certainly know that it’s effectively ruined my social life. We’re not even going to a decent city. I still don’t understand why I couldn’t at least finish the year. Selene’s parents agreed to let me stay with them, you know.”

“Natalie, that is enough!”

Natalie sat back angrily in the backseat of the family’s SUV, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger staring out the window at the passing scenery. She gave a huff and pulled out her iPod, muttering a curse when she found the headphones missing. She turned to her brother with an angry curse, poking him in the side to wake him up as he had fallen asleep against the window.

“Bobert, where’s my headphones?”

“What? Natalie, for christ’s sake, I didn’t take your headphones. They’re probably still in that bag you carry around as a purse. Now leave me alone.”

“Fine then, Bobert, but that’s the last time I help you find your drumsticks.”

“Enough you two. Natalie, check your computer case for the headphones. I don’t want to hear any more bickering between you two until we at least get into the northeast.”

Pulling out the headphones from her computer case, Natalie plugged them into her iPod effectively drowning out her mother’s voice. She wished that her dad could have made the trip with them, but he had been called ahead the week before on his normal top secret business.

Moving was never anything alien to her family, as her father was a high ranking official in the armed forces, but they had been fortunate enough to stay in Chicago for the last several years. Just long enough to have gotten accustomed to their life there, and to forget the constant threat of a move. Until one day, her father had walked in from work and called a family meeting. Family meetings were always bad news. They were either a death in the family, or a move. This time was another move.

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Jerking awake as she felt the car come to a stop, Natalie opened her eyes and rubbed the back of her hand over her face, glad that she had forgone the makeup the morning before their move. She looked out the window and frowned seeing that they had arrived at what could only be their new house. It looked much like the other military houses they had lived in for her entire life now, only more northeastern, if that was even a description.

Natalie opened the door and slid out of the SUV and stretched, groaning at the sunlight streaming out from behind the sparse clouds that looked like they were threatening rain, or worse. She shivered and pulled the hoodie closer to her body, glad that she had worn blue jeans rather than a skirt. She glanced around the neighborhood, and frowned seeing the familiar presence of the chain-link fence several blocks down the road. They were in a housing complex it seemed. Just as she would have figured. Hopefully this would at least be a decent base where she could still hang out with friends, if she even made any.

“Natalie, stop daydreaming and help us unload the car. Your brother has already tried to claim a room, so you better hurry up before he moves his things in without giving you any chance for the coin flip.”

Turning at the sound of her father’s voice, Natalie smiled and then muttered a curse at his comment about her brother trying to cheat her out of a chance on picking her room. She rushed into the house and up the stairs in the front hall, not even paying any attention to the house at the moment, only knowing that she was going to pounce her brother for even trying to cheat her on her fair chance.

Natalie rounded the corner after topping the stairs and ran full into her brother’s back, falling backwards onto her arse with a small squeak. She reached up and grabbed his arm and pulled herself up, rubbing at her bottom with a scowl.

“Dad said you were trying to cheat me of the coin flip, Bobert. You should know better than that. Even if I do always win the flip, that’s still underhanded.”

“Honestly, and I thought twins didn’t argue as much as other children. Sometimes I think it’s just the opposite. Okay, since you’re both here, lets do the flip so we can start moving the stuff in and sorting it out before it gets dark. Your father mentioned a pizza place that he thought we might like, so I would like to get settled before we worry about our food. Natalie, do you want to check the rooms first?”

“No, go ahead. Besides, if Bobert somehow manages to win, I don’t want to have to worry with knowing the other room. Not that you’re going to win.”

“Natie, you’re too confident. Thus you’re going to lose. It’s my turn to win the flip.”

“Keep telling yourself that, Bobert.”

“Enough. So, Natalie since you won last time, it’s Bob’s turn to call his choice.”

Natalie crossed her arms as their mom pulled out a rather large coin that she had always carried with her, using the flip to settle more arguments than any of them could remember. As she flipped it in the air, the three stood back, letting it hit the floor, but not before Bob could call his choice of ‘heads’. As the coin spun on the floor, three pairs of eyes watched with interest. As it landed, there was a giggle of victory as Natalie playfully gave her twin brother a kiss on the cheek.

“I warned you, Bobert. I’m undefeated.”

“You are crazy is what you are, Natie. Now pick your room so I can claim mine.”

Hopping off to inspect the two rooms she had to choose from, Natalie looked each of the almost identical rooms over from head to toe, and finally called out from one that she had hers claimed. Apparently by the laugh coming from the other room, she hadn’t chosen the one that Bob had wanted. As far back as Natalie could remember that was how it happened. They each made the biggest fuss over the room claiming, but when it was finished, they both got the rooms they wanted to begin with. Twin intuition? Maybe.
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