Clips

Clip #20: The Truth About Jill

Hey guys!!!!

I know we haven't spent a lot of time with Jill and South's relationship, and Jill's personality definitely spans a wide spectrum- nice in one Clip, rude and cold in another.

This shall all be explained.

You just have to keep reading.

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South POV

I stood outside Jill's dorm, holding a bouquet of flowers. My hand was posed to knock, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was still shaken from what happened with the Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist Project, constantly doubting if I really knew my own girlfriend.

That's what you get for dating her a week after leaving Leyla, my brain chided. I hadn't heard anything about or from Leyla since we broke up, and I wondered how she was doing. If she would be happy to see me when I got home, or upset.

I finally brought my hand up to knock, and the door was swung open to reveal my very own Jillian Adams.

Her hair was down, something that didn't happen very often. As a ballerina, she almost always had her hair up in a bun, but today it hung loosely around her shoulders.

"Who's there, Vivi?" called another voice.

A voice that sounded a lot like Jill's...

"South!" called the girl in front of me. My brain wasn't willing to accept the fact that the other girl who sounded like Jill had called this girl Vivi.

I'd heard of Vivi but never seen her. If this was Jill's twin sister, I'd never heard of her in my life.

"Cranberries," I heard Jill mumble, a little louder than she meant to.

Then my real girlfriend stepped up to the door.

She looked identical to Vivi, except her clothes were different. Even her hair was down, curling slightly as it brushed past her shoulders.

Either I was in a parallel universe, or Jill never told me about her twin sister. It's as if she didn't want me to know. How does one just not bring up her twin sister?

I opened my mouth to release all the questions stewing inside me, but Vivi- or was it Jill, I had already mixed them up- grabbed me by the arm and pulled me across the threshold into the dorm room.

I'd never been inside Jill's dorm before, and I was surprised how large it was. But, knowing the Adams had quite a bit of money, it didn't surprise me. They had probably bought their daughter- daughters- a larger dorm.

They sat me on a smooth ivory leather chair and seated themselves on the couch, a matching shade of off-white.

"Oh, Vivi," said Jill, who wore a jean jacket over a white dress (that's how I figured out it was her), "this is my boyfriend, South."

Vivi, wearing a black leather dress with slightly lower than knee-high boots, crossed a leg over her knee. "Hello, South. Nice to meet you. I don't believe Jill has ever mentioned you before."

Something seemed fishy about that phrase. I ran it over in my mind, remembering my entire strange experience since stepping through that doorway.

"Are you sure? You told Jill it was me who was at the door when I came."

Vivi blushed, making the situation even more suspicious. She really did look like Jill, with the same dark brown hair, olive skin, and dark brown eyes.

Jill stuttered. "Vivi likes to joke. She's actually taking acting classes right now. I have mentioned you before."

She smiled, her white teeth pearly against her skin.