Two of a kind

Chapter 1

(~backstory~ ⚠️tw⚠️Harper Lawrence was born on February 2, 2002 only 6 minutes after her twin brother Robby Keene. Shannon only wanted a son so she dropped Harper off her dads house. She's never met her mom or her brother just her dad. She struggles with depression, anxiety, and an eating disorder. Harper is 5"4 with brown hair and green eyes, with tan skin).

OKAY CHAPTER ONE 😚😚

Harper woke up to a sharp scream from outside her apartment. She ran to her window staring to see her dad asleep in the parking lot. She wasn't surprised honestly. It's most common for him to fall asleep on the fountain but the gravel was new.

"Dad? Dad seriously wake up your scaring the poor woman and her children!"
She turns to face the woman and her 2 children.
"Sorry about him he works night shift."

She lied. She had to lie. All the time. That's the only way to survive out here in Reseda. Lying and stealing.

About an hour later she walks outside to take the trash out when a Mexican looking boy walks up to her.
"Hey I'm Miguel, my family and I just moved into 109"
"Hi, I'm Harper, nice to meet you!" She said with a wide smile on her face trying to seem genuinely happy for once. "Nice to meet you too" he smiled softly. "Anyways.." the boy continued, "I was wondering if you were having trouble with your water pressure, cause I know our sinks being weird right now." She finally speaks up clearing her throat, " I've lived in this shithole my whole life, the pipes don't work, the fountain's full of piss, the only good thing here is that I don't really have to talk to anyone." She said bluntly. The boy looks at her taken aback at what she just said.

"Okay well," he finally speaks up. "Have a nice day..". She smiled back at him as she walked back into her apartment. Harper walks back to her room, taking out her notebook,guitar, and a pen then just start writing words that came to her mind.

'you're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me.. tell me why'd you have to go make things so complicated'. She looks over her choice of words deciding they sound good. She looks at her notebook one last time then moved her hand to her guitar then start strumming clearing her throat before singing. She never knew that her dad and Miguel were standing right outside her closed door listening to her the whole time. Miguel instantaneously falling in love with the girl the second he heard her voice.