Fleeing from the Queen

"You have a strange name," Naya pointed out and I laughed. She was definitely not the first to tell me that. Several people mentioned it to me already and I've gotten used to hearing that from people.

"But the name is cool and it has a badass vibe to it," Maya said, all smiles.

"Well, looking at it from that angle, you're right," Naya stroked her chin, nodding her head in agreement to what Maya said.

We were all sitting on the bed, in a circular pattern and the twins kept pairing at me curiously as though they were both trying to figure me out.

"Alright if you guys don't stop staring at me, I'm going to pluck your eyes out," I threatened, no longer finding their staring cool and with their eyes on me for long, it made my skin feel funny. There was this tingling sensation as though their eyes were crawling on my body. It felt creepy.

"You won't do that," Maya gasped, bug eyed, holding her chest dramatically and I smirked.

"Try me." She gulped loudly, seeing how serious I was with the i