Let Me Tell You The Story Of Jienix and Jex...

Out of the silent, swirling, mist comes a voice. In a childish, singsong voice, it begins to recite:

...Let me tell you the story of Jienix and Jex
It has drama and laughter and sorrow and sex
Let us begin with the story of Jienix
A person as lovely and strong as the phoenix
Jienix was laughter, Jienix was light
Her voice was a song and her laughter was bright.
She was well loved and popular and pure
Her present was great, her future assured.
Yet like young women, she had a secret
And she needed only her sister to keep it.
They were as close as close could be
Jienix was the bark, Jex was the tree.

Jex was everything Jienix was not
Rude and uncouth (and taunted a lot).
She was rebellious and malicious and mean
In contempt for authority, she was the Queen
Jex was sorrow, Jex was sass
If you didn't like it, you could kiss her ass
Worst of it all, she could still grin
Not even caring she didn’t fit in
Yet she was the truth behind the facade
That Jex had created and Jienix displayed
Alone they were nothing, together were one
Listen more closely, it’s only begun.

One day Jex was sick, Jienix at school
When a girl made a comment that Jex was a fool
Jienix moved quickly, and when the smoke cleared
That girl had learned why the sisters were feared.
She may have been sweet, she may have been fun
But insults, Jienix tolerated not a single one
And on other occasions, though rarely I admit
She yelled at her friends, and just wouldn’t quit
These were the times her mind would be mixed
Though a glance at her sister and all would be fixed.
Jex would only laugh, and flick her cigarette
She knew that for Jienix, they'd forgive and forget.

The opinion on Jex was near-universal
She was a bad egg, her ideas distasteful
Yet nobody's perfect, not even when they're bad
Once there was someone she didn't make mad
They could even be called friends, some would say
Until one fateful evening with a roll in the hay
Marc was intoxicated, Jex was sober
A good clean break, and it would be over
The experience was better than reported by some
It was pleasure and pain combined into one
She knew that his guilt would cause him to flee
Their relationship damaged irreparably
Jienix had the lecture already prepared
Jex simply retorted "He should never have cared!"

Sometimes they wished they could be less extreme
Jex to be nice, Jienix be mean
But the images they’d created had grown out of hand
And if they got rid of them they’d lose the plan
Because while Jienix was out charming the crowds
Jex would be unnoticed while sneaking around
Trying to find the answer they’d been looking for, for years
Try to sever their roots and erase all the tears
Together the ruse was played out again and again
While together they got closer and closer to the end
For eventually the town would figure it out
What Jienix and Jex were really about...