Skye

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"Alex! Olivia! Come here!" I say. "Yeah, Skye?" they say at the same time. "I'm going for the summer to an arts camp." I tell them. "What? But you had auditions and stuff?" Olivia asks. "I'm not doing any auditions this summer. I'll go to some after I get back." I answer. "But you love acting." Alex says. "Yes, and I'm going to learn more when I'm at camp so I get REAL roles, not just background parts." I explain to the twins. They both nod together. It's really cute when they do that.

"Love you both." I say, grabbing my bags and start heading into the car so Mom can drop me off where the bus picks us up. "Who's gonna watch us?" Alex asks. Our dad died when we were just little kids. I was five years old and the twins were two years old. Our mother is still single.

"You can watch yourselves for ten minutes. The recreation centre is only four minutes away- add about a minute of traffic, and you'll be alone for only ten minutes." I tell them. "Okay." Alex answers, uneasy.

I hug them both once more and jump into the car. I wave goodbye as the car pulls out of the driveway. I'll miss those crazy kids.

The minute we pull up to the rec centre, I jump out of the car and rush over to the bus. The director starts to load the bus, and I get on early so I can snag a seat in the back. I plan to put in my wireless earbuds and listen to Ariana Grande the entire ride. No interaction needed. I'm not doing that whole making-friends thing until I get there. Maybe not at all. I'm going strictly for learning. I don't need other stuff distracting me.

I pop the earbuds in and start my playlist. I sit back and relax, playing TangleMaster3D on my phone. This ride will fly by.

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