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Mr. Forkle: What Could Have Been

Chapter One

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Conner



'''Conner had spent exactly half of his summer inside his room. Cory got the first full week, and he got the next. Always. Cory was born exactly one minute and forty-seven seconds before Connor, and because of this, he got everything first. Cory went to school first, went to school dances first, hung out at a friend’s house first, gone to restaurants first- everything. Cory would come home after any experience and relay every single detail. He would explain his reactions, his feelings- everything. Because if a similar situation ever arose when Conner was the one out and about, then he needed to act the same way. He needed to be the same person. The same thing would happen when Conner was being their joint personality, and he would tell Cory everything. As a compromise for Cory getting to do everything first, “Conner” was their name in public. It gave Connor one less thing to think about when it was his turn.'''

'''When they were fourteen, they both manifested as telepaths on the same day, which was a huge relief, as no one knew what to expect. But it made sense- they had the exact same DNA and potential, just different personalities. Their thought process was even similar. They had the same ideas and viewpoints, but their personalities: polar opposites. Connor wasn’t particularly introverted, but he didn’t put himself out here very much either. Cory, on the other hand, liked being, well, liked by everyone. That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, accept that meant that when Conner went to school, he wasn’t allowed to keep the low profile he would have prefered. He had to spend hours each night sorting through Cory’s day, spending 6 hours examining the way he walked, talked, the kinds of things he’d say. He had to remember the conversations he had on top of learning everything Cory had learned. It was hard, but they both had their work cut out for them. The only difference with Connor was that Connor’s felt like he was acting, and Cory was mostly true to himself. Cory must’ve known to some degree, but maybe not consciously. Their mom knew it was hard, but she didn’t know how hard. Connor would have considered running away if it didn’t mean it would cause more complications then there were on top of leaving his family and everything he loved behind. Aside from that, they could come clean and live with the hate of the world and the loss of all of their friends, but why be unhappy? There just wasn’t another option.'''

'''It wasn’t until much later when Connor realized he already wasn’t happy. Happiness comes from being yourself, and he wasn’t.'''