The Missing Twins

1. Stinky Cheese and Cheesy Quotes

Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of, maybe in distance but never in heart. I guess I should start from ... I'm Dixie McAdams and I have a twin called Pixie. Yes, Dixie and Pixie, My parents thought they were very funny. Anyway, back on track... I have brown, shoulder-length hair and startling blue eyes, of course, Pixie does too, we are identical twins! Do you want to know my story? Well then, keep reading.

One morning when we left to go to school. We were feeling very restless. Don't ask why. We decided to prank our least favorite teacher, Ms. Ember. Neither of us was very sure what to do. That's when our cooking teacher came in with pizza crust, tomato sauce, and cheese, saying we were going to make pizzas. Mozzarella, gorgonzola, cheddar, and Blue cheese! Why am I describing this? Because it's the main part of the prank.

At lunch we gathered all the blue cheese we could (No one wanted to use it on their pizza.) and took it to Ms. Ember's car... while stuffing the cheese in her window, pixie randomly started to sing. Classic pixie. "We are so different. How on earth are we twins?" I asked. "We are different Flowers from the same, Beautiful garden." Pixie declared with a tacky grin. "What is with the weird quotes?" I said, shaking my head. "What are you doing here?"

I and Pixie spun around to face a very, very cross face. "Ms. Ember! Oh, We were just..." Pixie stuttered, visibly shocked. "What in tarnation is that smell?!" Shouted ms. Ember, shoving past us to get to her car. "Is that... Blue cheese? What did you both have to do with this?! I am going to have a long talk with your mom."

Let's just say the chat didn't go too well. We have detention! For a week. So unfair. The detention room is so spiritless. It's plain grey and has two windows on opposite walls but the blinds were always shut. There's not much more to say. It's our last day and we're so excited to have a break from this monotonous schedule. We are currently sitting, watching the time tick by. 7 minutes left. Wait, what just happened? The power is gone. Time seems to freeze as I hear Pixie's scream ring out through the room. "Pixie! Pixie! Where are y-" My question is cut off by rough hands stuffing something in my mouth. Is that a...