Cinderella. And Her Twin Sister

Chapter 8

Savi

"5,4...3,2...1. And relax."
I can't believe that I actually considered exercise, or as Cassey says 'Blogilates'. Cassey Ho (YouTube personality/Personal trainer) didn't even look like she sweats in her videos. I didn't realize that leg lifts burned that much. Ari seems to do this everyday so it can't possibly be this hard.

"SAVI!"
Speak of the devil.

I ran downstairs and asked, her like the servant I was, what she needed.
She rolled her eyes at my sarcasm. "As you may know, the Autumn Dance is in three days,"

"Yes, I am very well aware," I said rolling my eyes to the back of my head.
She caught me rolling my eyes and gave me her stank face (Like smelling dookie find of stank). "It's also the night of moms business deal."
Oh yeah I forgot, my step mom is loaded. After my mom died, dad got some cash from her and after my dad died, Camila got all of my parents' money. And to top all of that off, she's a CEO of this music company.
"Wait," I interjected. "Don't all of the business deals happen at the place of business?"

"Well, mom is trying to get an upcoming artist to join the company, but she's a bit younger than the rest of the clients so mom is trying to make her feel welcome. And we have a welcome mat on our front door, so you connect the dots..."

"And what do you need me for?" I knew what she wanted, I just needed time for an excuse. It might not work anyway, and I'm going to be stuck catering the dinner while my sister is dropping her panties for Liam.

"We need you to serve. It's kind of a big deal, so try not to blow it by dropping booze in her bra. We don't exactly need beer battered breasts now do we?" She fake smiled.
I smirked. "Clever. You know can get a world class chef and caterers that actually know what they're doing right?"

She crossed her arms and rolled her tongue across her teeth.

Pretty attractive right?

"She just turned twenty-two," she said in a singy-songy voice.
I hate that album.
"And mom wants her to feel as if she's not entering a business where you see at least seven Christian Grey's when you open the front door. Not that that's a problem" she said chuckling at her own joke.

I raised an eyebrow. Since when did she smile that much? Since when did she wear long sleeves in the fall? Since she's been going out with Liam (cue gag noise) her lipstick shade has gotten lighter, her long slender legs have been covered with jeans, and her hair in a high pony. I hate to admit it but she actually looks decent. It still doesn't change the fact that she's the queen of scheme.

"So basically, you hate me for taking your dress and you want me to pay by feeding someone on the night of the dance?"
She stared at me blankly. "Pretty much."

Ari

Serves Savi right. I smile warmly at her an touch her shoulder, like in the movies when you try to act nice. "Look Sav, it's alright if you don't get to go to the dance. Unless you had a date or something."

Savi clearly looked like she had something to prove. She might say she has a date, not really have one, find a guy as a pretend date in time for the dance, I don't believe her, find out that I was right, humiliate Savi with some lie, guy dumps her, guy forgives her, and then her and the guy live happily ever after. But this isn't the movies.

"I didn't think so."

"Listen, you may look like a tumblr girl now, but Liam isn't going to buy that act for long. Soon enough, he will see that you guys are nothing alike and leave you."

I felt my cheeks burn. I looked away from Savi, not wanting her to see me like that. She's right though. Lari (Bev and Chloe tweeted and instagramed our ship name) won't even last until next spring.

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