Pre-Pilot (Act 1)

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I was, as per usual, startled awake by the sound of 'Break my stride,' which meant one thing, my twin and roommate from hell, Rachel was wide awake and ready to make the world an annoying place. I slowly reach across my bed and turn my alarm clock around; 6:13 AM, I roll my eyes and jump out of bed. I storm over to my bedroom door, out into the hall and peek into my sisters open door to see none other than Rachel, who was getting on the elliptical and staring at the paper she had taped to her bed with an award that she Photoshopped her name on.

You know, around school, people say that my sister is way too much and that she is a crazy control freak. That just being around her for more than a few minutes is absolute torture. As Rachel's twin and someone who has to share a bedroom wall with her, I can say with a hundred percent certainty.... That living in the same house as her, is far worse. I still don't understand why I can't switch to the guest room downstairs, I've complained to my dads over and over about it but for some reason they have been insistent about keeping our rooms together.

So not many people ACTUALLY know me, so I guess I can give you a fun little run down on the mysterious history of Monica Berry. My dad's, Hiram and Leroy Berry hired a surrogate after they decided to have a baby, pretty straight forward...right and it pretty much stayed that way until they found out at the hospital that their little baby had a little tag along. Apparently my sister is so desperate to be the only one in the spotlight she went so far as to block me on the ultrasound. Like I said, a few hours of her at school is a walk in the park in comparison.

Let's see anything else of note, well while my name is Monica, my dads are really big fans of 'friends' in case you didn't notice, I really didn't like how It sounded so I asked people to drop it and just call me Nicky for short, nowadays only my family and my boss use Monica anymore, between you and me I think Rachel does it out of spite. I dyed my hair green on my sixteenth birthday, witch my dads absolutely hate. Though I think they hate a lot of the things I do. I work at Sheets and Things, while my family is Christian I am an atheist.... and um... yeah, I think that about covers it.

"Morning, Rachel," I managed to grumble to her as I lean on her bedroom doorframe, only getting a slight nod in return; I sometimes forget that she ignores me in the morning 'you're too distracting,' she tells me. I roll my eyes and head back to my room to grab some clothes and my little radio, making my way to the bathroom down the hall.

I place the radio on the sink as the radio host says that 'Stacy's mom' by bowling for soup is playing next, an amazing song if you ask me. I reach my hand into the shower and turn the nobs to start the water. As the water starts, I get a strong nauseous feeling. In seconds, I'm turned around barfing my guts out into the toilet. Once I'm all barfed out, I wait and listen to see if Rachel or my dads had Heard. After an extended period of silence with 'break my stride' still being blasted in the background, I'm pretty sure nobody had heard.

OOH, something I forgot to mention about myself; about a week ago, I found out that I'm pregnant, around two and a half months to be exact. Yup, you heard me right, P-R-E-G-N-A-N-T, there's a bun in the oven, eating for two, I'm a semi uncomfortable member of the pudding club. That last phase I don't really get but I've heard it used before. I Haven't told anyone yet and I plan on keeping it that way for now. I know I can't hide it forever; I just want more time to figure things out.

I wipe off the corner of my mouth and flush the toilet. I quickly strip out of my pajamas and hop into the shower. As I wash up, I listen to the song playing on the radio. I let myself get lost in the song and start singing along. "~Stacy's mom has got it going on~" as I sing along, I start to feel my cares slipping away "~Stacy, can't you see you're just not the girl for me? I KNOW IT MIGHT BE WRONG, BUT I'M IN LO~."

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