First off I'm still not sure why May even wanted to attend this new high school. She was a billionaire, she had all the brains to get the marks she wanted and was a TV star for Gods sake.
"I want to be a normal kid" she snapped, when I had asked her the very same question.
"You are though," I pointed out "Your 17 you've beeb to middle school, and have been home schooled ever since, just like a lot of kids in America"
"Not you," she replied," You got to go to all the years of high school, this is your last, you've got to experience all the things like, cool parties, best friends, high school boyfriends-"
I cringed.
"Okay maybe not the last one, but you see I, you've experienced all those, all I've done is posed for a camera and said a few lines" she sighed.
" Your a world famous TV star,I'm your best friend and your mine, we've been to the best movie premieres ever, and I told you Ella's party wasn't even that good" I explained, okay maybe the last bit was a lie but whatever, she didn't seem to care." What more could you want?" I added.
" A normal life," she sighed shutting her laptop and leaving her room.
After that, there was no more talk of not going, I sympathized with my sister, and offered to give her advice on high school life.
By the time summer was over we were both ready for our new school.
" Ready?" I asked undoing my seat belt and grabbing my sisters wrist.
"Totally!" She screamed.
"You're not nervous?" I asked looking into her eyes, all I could see were blue pupils bursting with excitement.
"Course' not"She laughed, "I've performed in front of a crowd of a thousand, what's high school compared to that?" She asked, grabbing her Gucci purse and making her way out of my red mini.
"Hell" I whispered under my breath, grabbing my rucksack and rushing to follow her.
I should've know it would be different for her,it always had been and always would be.
The moment she walked through that door, it was like the whole school froze, everyone stopped and stared at her as she strutted down the hall in her 6 inch heels towards the administrators office.
I just followed on behind, regretting walking right behind her. As I walked on I heard people whispering,
" Is that May Magregor?"
" She is way hotter in real life"
" Her heels are so high"
"Is that her sister?"
" I hear she's pregnant"The last one made me roll my eyes, what thirsty reporter made up that lame story?
I ran to catch up with May.
"You know everyones staring at you?" I whispered walking beside her."I know," she sighed, standing outside the door of the administrator.
She turned to face me, "You learn to ignore them."
Before I had time to answer she was already knocking on the administrators door.
"Come in" a loud,chirpy voice answered.
" Welcome to Ridgewood High, we take pride in the success and pleasure of our students, what are your names?" A thin, old lady with a brown bun on the top of her head asked
"Erm May and April," I answered quickly
"Aww that's cute, you two are twins aren't you?," she asked finally looking up at us.
No shit sherlock, I rolled my eyes inwardly.
"Yes ma-am," May answered,a fake smile plastered on her face.
"Ahh, well have a nice day"she said handing us our timetables.
"Thank you ma-am," We replied in sync.
We were just about to turn to leave when she said.
"Oh wait,I've seen you somewhere before," squinting her eyes at May.
Oh no,I thought, she's not recognized her has she.
"Your May Magregor," she said, her voice filled with triumph.
Inwardly, I groaned, here we go again. This happened everytime, in shops, in the movies,at the mall.
Now comes the, my daughter's your biggest fan.
"My daughters your biggest fan, she has posters of you hang up in her room, she adores you, she would-"
"Would she like to have my autograph?" May smoothly cut in, she was good, very good, guess that's what years of practice did to you.
"Yes she'd love to," the old lady gushed.
I glanced at the clock, we had 5 minutes till our first lesson, if this lady didn't hurry up, we'd be late.
"There you go," May smiled. "Have a nice day,"
"You two sweetie, oh and by the way,never mind those tabloids,I think you freckles are frickin cute" she added grinning at May.
"Thank you ma-am" she anwered,winking at me with a smug look on her face.
As soon as we left the room the pulled me to the side and said the dreaded words.
"Told you so,"with an ugly smirk plastered on her face.
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