"You ready for the new year?"
Am I ready for the new year? What kind of question is that.
When your a twin you know that there's two types. One is the super fun one. Outgoing, worry free, overall super fun kind.
That being My older sister by two minutes, Evangelisa.
And then there's the other one. The one who isn't. The complete opposite. Boring, less energetic, and overall not fun. The one who spends twenty hours in their room watching Harry potter. Now don't get me wrong I love Harry Potter but case in point.
My older sister is prettier. She has a larger bust. Wide hips and small waist. Her hair is a smidge darker than mine. And her eyes are bluer.
She's the better twin.
I'm younger. My hair is blonder. I'm like a fourth of an inch taller than her. We're both pretty good height. 5'6. I don't have as much upper body as he has. If you know what I mean.
She has bigger boobs while I have a bigger butt. My body isn't exactly as porpotional. My waist with my hips just is uneven. My thighs are bigger than hers. So much so they almost tpuch.
My sister is very popular. But maybe not for the right reasons. She was at a football game and had a seizure. Epilepsy.
After that people I guess maybe felt bad. Now she has many friends.
My previous years weren't my best. I went through a bad phase. It was an emo one. You could say.
Over the summer I grew out of it. Grew my hair out and got better.
But you must know when one has something the other does too.
Now I don't have epilepsy but I do have type 2 diabeties. But not many people know about it because I'm good at it.
If you don't have diabeties than you probably don't know what I mean.
"You ready for the new year?"
"Um I guess."
My biggest fear is that people think I'm her. That I'm trying to be her. We couldn't be farther apart.
We both want to go place. But she wants to be a fashion major. I'd rather be a doctor. or something bigger. I don't know. But definetly not a deisgner.
"Alright while you sulk over whatever it is this time I'm gonna go pick my outfit out."
"We have two days why pick now!" I yell up to her as she runs up the stairs.
My mother walks in.
"Alright I picked up some stuff for your bag-" without her continueing I know she means my bag with all of my sickness stuff. My reader, gummies, juiceboxes, saleen wipes, test strips, just stuff like that. "I picked up more of your apple juices some gummies I got more of your dexcoms for this month and your patches."
"Thanks mom."
"When do you have to change it next?"
"Four hours."
"Perfect. Go get your siblings."
Right I forgot about the oldest. He's a douchey jock. Senior this year.
"Eva! Derrik!"
They both come down.
"Get your shoes. I'm gonna take you all to the mall for some new clothes."
My sister squels and runs to get her clothes.
"Mom you could just give me money and I can go alone?"
"No you'll probably buy drugs."
He fake laughs.
"Your so funny mom."
"Go. Now."
"Alright let's start at American Eagle."
I end up buying a crop top and a skirt.
"You sure that's your color? Looks more like mine."
"Eva we're twins."
"So."
I like shopping don't get me wrongg but it's tiring when it's with Eva.
"Ann bring me a beer and watch this with me."
I click more with my dad. He's easier.
I sit on the couch and hand him a beer.
"So what's up chica?"
I grab my bag.
"The usual."
I lift up my shirt and pull off my previous monitor.
"Come on nothing? Your gonna give me nothing?"
"Alright I'm nervous."
I clean the new area. I'm choosing my stomache. Easier to hide.
I prick myself and the monitor goes in. I put a patch over it and tuck my shirt back down.
"Why?"
"I'm not sure."
"Well you better find out. It's almost time."
"Your right. I'm gonna head to bed."
"Night Ansley."
"Night dad."
It's fine. I have all day today to prepare for school tomorrow.
"Mom do we have any juice boxes bigger? I don't want to drink two."
"Yeah let me check." She hands me a a lemonade. "My lord. You look so pale. What's your level?"
"42."
"Sit down. I'll go get you a candy bar too."
She does just as she says. She brings me back a kitkat.
"I want you to sit here till your numbers go back up and if they don't I'll get a shot ready."
"Alright mom."
I know what I'm doing. Like I said I'm good at what I do.
My levels thought didn't come back up. Even with a shot.
"Yes she took a shot and it won't come up."-"Alright we'll try that."
She hangs up and turns to me.
"He said change your dexcom and than wait it out. If it drops to come in."
"Alright fine."
Today didn't go how I wanted it to. I finally got my levels back up. But I'm feeling weak. I went to bed early.
Evangelisa comes barging in my room.
"Ansley Time To Get Up." She yells in a singsong voice.
"Get the hell out."
"I'm going to jump on your head if you don't get up."
"I'm not going."
"Um yes you are get up before I send Wally in."
Wally is our full grown golden shepard who is very high of energy.
"Alright Alright. just get out."
"I'm picking out your outfit."
"You definetly not."
"Ok I'll pick out an outfit and just consider it."
"I'll wear yours if I can pick one out for you."
"Fine."
She runs into my closet.
When I come back she has ripped jeans a tank top that is as short as a sports bra. And a cropped zip up.
"My whole stomache is going to be exposed."
"What's wrong with your stomache?"
I left up my shirt and show her my moniter.
"Ok look these pants are high waisted. So they will sit around your belly button. So it won't be a problem. Just try it on."
I look exactly like her. The only difference is my glasses. Which I hope people recognize and sence that I'm not Eva.
"See look how good you look."
"Alright your turn."
I picked her out a sweater and a pencil skirt that shorter than normal.
"I'm gonna sweat my ass off."
"If you had one."
she rolls her eyes.
"Alright it isn't as bad as I thought. Also I'm doing your hair and makeup."
"This wasn't apart of the deal."
Somehow I get suckered into it.
"Alright now I look just like you."
"No you don't. I would never wear glasses."
She's referring to her contacts.
"Girls. You both look great. Ansley you look..."
"I look like Eva."
"So are you girls driving or do you want me to drive you."
"I'm driving. Especially since I got a makeover.'
"Fine."
I do a double check I have everything and then head to my car.
For our sixteenth birthday we both got a car. Yes as in one. It was a great gift but there's two of us. So we always fight over who gets it.
"So this year will be good for us."
"That's entirely what I'm worried about."
"Too late. We're here. So just put on a happy face and play nice."
"Yeah yeah."
I get out of the car and grab my bag and start to my classroom.
"Good luck Ann."
"You too."
I walk into my first class. English isn't my favorite. But I'm good at it.
"Alright you are?"
"Ansley."
"Right. Well your here early and I wanted to speak to you anyway."
I get this speech every first day.
"So you have your diabeties under control?'
Right as she says that a guy walks in. And not just anyguy. A jock. A quite popular jock.
"Um yeah. Can I sit down now?"
"Yeah go ahead and pick a seat."
I'm hoping he didn't hear any of what she said. i don't think he did. he probably wouldv'e said something.
People file in.
"Evangelisa?"
"Um no. Ansley."
"Holy shit. You used to be ugly. What happened?"
I decide not to answer her and just wait for her to go away.
"Alright class say here when I call your name....James Avery?"
"Here."
"Ansley Everdeen?"
"Here."
"I had your sister last year. Very bright she was. I didn't know she had a twin."
"Well she does."
I tune out the rest of her attendance.
"Liv you should've seen how many people today thought I was her."
"You two are like almost identical now."
She's laughing at a table flooded with people included with the jock from first period.
"You see the guy next to my sister?"
"Are you kidding I know who Asher McVeil is. He's like the number one jock in the school."
"He heard the teacher talking about my diabeties."
"You think he'll say something?"
"Hopefully not. He has no reason to so maybe not?"
"Can I say something without you getting mad?"
"Yeah. What?" I take a bite of my apple.
"You're hot now. And I'm still a weird loser and you're gonna out league me and forget about me."
"Olvia Braint. You are so funny."
