French>fry by Cathy Danahy

French > Fry Tatsuya Okamoto

There are two types of twins in this world, twins that are identical and twins that are totally different. Twins that are identical are called monozygotic twins and twins that are different are called fraternal twins. Like a person in the mirror, identical twins do the same thing, eat the same meal, brush exactly the same teeth and they look the same. It`s very stereotypical because many people associate twins with the word identical. This story is not about “identical” twins. This story is about “different” twins. “Congratulations Mrs. McDonald, you are pregnant. There are babies in your belly” said the doctor. Mr. McDonald was jumping up and down like a little child who got a nintendo wii on its birthday. “You did it !! I`m a father ! Yes !” Mr.McDonald was overjoyed and he could not control his delight. On the other hand, Mrs.McDonald was confuzzled. She was happy and she wanted to jump up and down like her husband. But the doctor’s statement concerned her. “What do you mean by babies? Or did I misunderstand what you said?” asked Mrs.McDonald. She was feeling anxious. The doctor looked at Mrs.McDonald like she was stupid and said, “What are you saying? Twins. Your children are twins.”

After 7 months from the announcement, Mrs.McDonald gave birth to her first child. Her baby was a boy, a well favored boy. They named their first child French

because McDonald's super sized french fry was a trend at that time. Since their children will be twins, Mrs.McDonald and Mr.McDonald were expecting a handsome boy or a pretty girl. 15 minutes after French was born, their second child was born. The second baby was a boy. The baby had a monstrous looking. The room was silent until a nurse gallantly asked Mrs.McDonald if the second baby was “actually” hers. Mrs.McDonald and Mr.McDonald named their second son Fry, due to the trend. French and Fry grew safely. French attracted a lot of women while Fry scared tons of women when he clapped his hands. French succeeded in kindergarten. Fry....did not. Unfortunately, he failed. French made a lot of friends but Fry did not. He had a lot of friends that did not exist. He made his first existing friend when he was 10. As their grade went up, the amount of French`s friends increased while the amount of Fry`s imaginary friends increased.

“Fry!!! Wake up!! It`s 7:45. Your brother woke up 15 minutes before you. Can't you be like him!?” Fry hated it when his mother compared him with his brother French. Mrs. McDonald's high pitched voice pierced Fry`s ear. As he woke up with despair, he headed towards the mirror. Fry`s priority in the morning was to see if his acne was gone. He used Proactiv every night before he went to sleep. Fry was at a war with the pimples, and he was losing. “Fry!! I've bought Trix for you. So come down and eat your breakfast” screamed Mrs.McDonald. As soon as Fry heard the word “Trix”, he literally, rolled down the stairs and rushed through the hallway. Trix was one of Fry`s necessities in

life. Apparently, Trix was created so young children can enjoy the product. It was never made for rabbits and mature children to love it. “Mom, where’s my Trix!!” yelled Fry. He was a boy who would do anything for one of his necessities. Fry was panting because he rolled down the stairs. He could not breathe properly until Mrs.McDonald handed him a yogurt from Dannon that was diet. “I want you to look like your brother, French. So I decided to make you thin. Eat it!!” Mrs.McDonald screamed like she was Godzilla, a scary dinosaur looking monster. Fry thought his mom was joking but he noticed that she wasn’t laughing. She was serious. “But mom, why is it me. Why don’t you make French fat and ugly.” whined Fry. Mrs.McDonald was aware that Fry was dumb but she was not aware that her son was ridiculously stupid. “Just eat the yogu......OH MY GOD! It’s 8:15. You have 30 minutes to go to school but I’m pretty sure you’ll be late. I’ll drive you to school so change your clothes and please eat that yogurt.” said Mrs.McDonald who was getting ready. Fry’s laziness was a pain in the neck for Mrs.McDonald and she desired Fry to be better when he becomes a freshman next year.

“Supersize is here!! He’s late again” chanted a boy who was pointing at Fry. Fry’s nickname or what the bullies call him was Supersize. Since Fry was overweight and his name was “Fry”, bullies called him like that. “Hi Fry, why didn’t you ask mom to drive you to school ?” asked French.

“I had 30 minutes to walk but I was too slow so..” replied Fry. Fry was always late to school. On the other hand, Fry was never late for school. When French arrives to school, he gets surrounded by a large crowd of girls which ranged to 4th graders to teachers. He was always in the center of the crowd. Although French was nice to Fry, Fry did not like French. He could not stand how he was always surrounded by girls. He was jealous. School started as usual. The teacher called the students name waiting for them to answer. “Is the good McDonald and the bad McDonald here ?” asked the teacher.. At school, French and Fry had the same schedule. French was excellent at school. He did all his homework, he was a fabulous writer,an intelligent scientist, gifted mathematician and a studious historian at school. Many teachers favored him because of his talents and intelligence. Fry was not so excellent at school. He did do his homework but he did most of them wrong. He often misunderstood what he learned which leads to his bad grades. His mile run score was 15 minutes slower than French’s mile run score. He was always compared to French and many teachers loathed him. The teachers were unsurprisingly surprised when they first found out that French and Fry were twins. School felt uncomfortable to Fry.. He was bullied all day and the most torturing thing was that his brother French was friends with the bullies. After school, Fry saw his brothers friends whispering at him. He eavesdropped on the conversation and was astonished. His friends were talking about how they could make money by bullying in Fry. Fry galumphed towards home, eager to talk with French.

The door slammed open and Fry entered the house. Fry had an angry look on his face “French !! Are using your friends to bully me?!” shouted Fry. French was at the living room watching Spongebob. He said nothing. “French are you listening to me!!!” screamed Fry. His low but loud voice grabbed French’s attention. French was surprised because he never saw Fry that mad. “What’s the matter Fry,did I do something to you?” asked French. French had no idea what Fry was talking about. He was too concentrated in watching Spongebob when Fry started raging at him. “Your friends told me that you paid money to bully me.” cried Fry. He misunderstood the conversation between French`s friend. His eyes were filled with tears. French was struck speechless with astonishment. French realized for the first time that Fry was gullible. “Are you kidding me Fry ? You know that I have no money. Do you believe what your bullies say or do you believe what your brother say?” screamed French. His high pitched voice pierced Fry’s ear. “I believe no one. I never believed you, mom or dad. Mom is too selfish, dad is too dumb and you, French I don’t like you. That’s why I don’t trust you.” howled Fry. His reasons were really childish. French started to worry that Fry will redo eighth grade. He was astound that Fry was stupid. French started to think that Fry is not his real brother.

“French, are you listening to me?! Can you hear me? Are you deaf?” asked Fry. French was not listening. He was thinking about Fry’s future but Fry was disturbing him. “Shut up!! You’re stupid” screamed Fry. But after he said that he covered his mouth with his hands. He did not intend to say that. Unfortunately, French’s remark enraged Fry. “I am done with you....and mom and dad. I’m going to run away to California” yelled Fry and he rolled out the door and run away. French panicked. He did not expect Fry to run away. He waited until his parents came back and told them the situation. Mr and Mrs.McDonald were shocked. They immediately called 911 and requested the police to search for their runaway son. The police assumed that Fry was still in the town because Mr. McDonald told the police about Fry’s mile run score.. The police concentrated on searching around the town. They found Fry easily because he was trudging around the town wearing a yellow neon shirt that made him conspicuous.

Fry will never be identical, but people like French and Fry make the world distinguished and amusing.