"Tax due Chloe, pay up." Simon leaned over the monopoly board with his hand outstretched.
I sigh, count out $500 and hand it to him. I look at the monopoly cash in my hand. $100, $5, and three $1s. How worst can a hand get?
Derek rolled the dice and moved his piece 3 spaces. Then he read "Take $100 from each player. Everyone hands him $100. I look at my hand again. A $5n and three $1s.
Tori rolled the dice and moved her piece 5 spaces. "Go to jail? I'm innocent until proven guilt."
"Well it looks like you've just been proven guilty." Simon moves Tori's piece to "jail".
"Fine! Then I win."
"And how'd you win?"
"Easy! I used magic to escape, burst the jail into flames, made the cops beg for mercy, and was voted governor. Therefore, everything here is mine." She wiped all the pieces off the board and walked over to the desk. She wrote something on a sticky note and smacked it on the game board. Toriopolis. "Ha!"
"Guys," Mr. Bae walked in. "In 2 weeks, I'm send you all to school. I know someone who can make the papers I need in orders to do that. He lives in bear valley. We will be leaving tomorrow."
"How long are we staying there?" Simon asked as he started picking up the little houses.
"Actually, there's and house down there I've been looking into and there's a school isn't very far from it."
I started helping Simon pick up the pieces. "How far is bear valley?" I asked.
"About 3 hours away. Oh! And Chloe, I need to talk to you."
Mr. Bae led me into the kitchen. "Well Chloe, it's not much of a secret that you have half a million dollars over your head. An alias is necessary. We'll have your middle name be Chloe to rid of any complications. Furthermore, I'm giving you the honor of picking out your own name." I never though about that before. What should I name myself? "You have a couple of days to think about it. In the mean time, you want new hair dye right."
"No, I just totally love this color! It's like black and gray and it totally makes me look all necromancer-ish, ya know." I heard a chuckle from the living room and knew Derek was listening.
Mr. Bae laughed. "All right, all right, No need for sarcasm. The color should look natural but something that makes you look different from the pictures in the newspaper.
I thought about it. "Maybe some shade of brown?"
"That should work."
"Now its time for me to ask you a question."
"What is it?"
I waved him down and whispered in his ear as quietly as I can fearing Derek might hear. "Are Simon and Tori really twins?"