Stuck

Chapter 1

Have you ever had that feeling that you weren't.. you? It started when I was nearly 13, and I was attending a summer camp for all girls. It was great, the girls were nice, the coaches were friendly, but I didn't feel right. I felt as if some switch inside my brain had been turned on and the Mist, that was blinding me, finally let me see who I am. I couldn't explain it then, but I was happy for the Mist clouding my view because if I knew then what I know know, I'd probably never have flipped on that tiny switch.

    But in actually reality, I didn't turn on the switch. Leslie Washington did. It was June 3rd, and all of my friends and I were in my cabin talking and drinking sodas, when she walked in. Her auburn colored hair and chestnut eyes, was the first thing I could see. My eyes roamed from her face down to her lips, and let me just tell you, they were the softest, most plumpest lips you'd ever see. My friends and I interviewed her and they thought it would be best if she stayed with me in my cabin. 

  Me and her became the best of friends.We had done everything together.  The day camp ended she pulled me away to the mess hall.

"I'm going to miss you." she whispered while her back was to me. 

"We can always keep in touch, you know that." I whispered back. Her head perked up at my words and she slowly turned to face me. Her mesmerizing eyes were filled to the brim with tears. She inched closer and wrapped her soft hands around mine. 

" I don't think we can though," she licked her lips. "I am going back to the coven tomorrow, and they don't let me have any contact with the outside world."

" Can we write?" I asked still gazing into her eyes. She blinked and  a lone tear strayed from her eyes. My thumb was quick to reach up and catch the tear.

" No." was the last thing she said before crashing her lips to mine. Her hands dropped mine and cupped my cheeks, pulling my frozen body closer to hers. I froze with shock as her tongue parted my lips and began exploring my mouth. How many times had I imagined this? 5? 10? Maybe more. But no all I could do was freeze.

"Kiss me back." she growled and tugged on my hair...

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I was awakened by the obnoxious alarm blaring right in my face. With a groan I reached over and silenced it. I slowly opened my eyes, and yesterday came flooding back in flashes. Argument, break-up, make-up, party, fight. My head started to hurt just thinking about it. I threw the pink cover off of my sweating body and padded off to the bathroom. The scolding hot water worked like magic against my coiled up muscles.

I hastily ran the towel filled with citrus scented soap across my body. As hard as I tried to think about anything but Nick, he was all I could think about. Why couldn't he just take our relationship serious? To be honest, I'm not sure there is going to a "relationship" any longer..

"Look!" My best friend nudged my shoulder. I followed her scowl to an smiling Nick Washington. But that's not all, that fuckboy was smiling at SARAH SINGER! My heart lurched into my throat and I couldn't breathe. All the air seemed to have been sucked away with a straw.

"Again?" I asked myself. How can he do this again? I have given him everything, yet he decides (repeatedly ) to throw it all away with some slut! I've cried way to much over a guy who obviously doesn't give a fuck about me, and I'm sick of it...

Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of someone's fist hitting the door knocked me from relishing in the past.

"Chris! Hurry up!" My twin sister, Dillyn, screamed from the other side.

"Okay!" I ejaculated back. I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around my wet body. I opened the door to an impatient version of myself. I was the older twin but she was the taller twin. We were identical, same long brown hair, same gray/blue eyes. We even have the same mole on our hip. Today was the first day of being Seniors, and she always makes a big deal out of first days, even though when have gone to school with the same people since 3rd grade.

"Good morning Sissy." I sang in mock cheer.

"Go get dressed! We have to leave in, like, 45 minutes!" she exclaimed , shoving me out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. My queen sized bed was unmade. The light blue drapes were half opened and little sunlight shone through. My white rug had a bent corner and my white dressers were pulled open. She must have done that in preparation for me to hurry up and get ready.

"Chilllllllll." I drew out the word to annoy her.

" No time for that! Now get dressed , dammit!" she slammed my door. With a huff a strode over to my dresser and snatched out my matching black lace set panties and bra. I slid them on. I rushed over to my closet and pulled out my white, high waist, skinny jeans. I shimmied them on. Walking over to my dresser again, I spotted that my phone was lighting up.

"Ooohhhh, youu and IIII.." the device sung signaling Needy was calling. I answered it.

" Hello?" 

" OK, listen," she began, her words rushy and stuck together," we are getting a NEW GIRL! 5'6, black. black hair, sorta rocker look. Which is weird because she comes from, like, Tennessee. Anyways, piercings, and I mean,like, a lot. Tattoos, covered in them too. She's g-"Something about her words made my stomach coil with nervousness. 

"Needs!" I interrupted. She usually rambles on and on about things she like. Last week she spent two whole hours talking about our matching ring tattoos we got. "Breathe, love. It's just a girl.."

"Not just a girl! A new girl! Someone I-"

"We," I added an put my phone on speaker to continue to get ready. I threw on my baby blue and white crop top and grabbed my make-up bag from the draw and applied eye liner to my left eye.

"We," she sneered, " can take under our wing! Oooohhh, maybe I can see if mom make sure she has all our classes." 

"Needs.. You need to calm down, okay babe?"I said and started to apply eyeliner to my right eye.

"No!' she screamed causing me to jump and pushing the eyeliner pencil into my eye. 

"Ow! Needy you cunt! I got make-up in my eye! I fucking hATE YOU."Muffled laughter sounded through the speaker.  While rubbing my eye, I stomped over and ended the call. Cursing her to hell and back I shuffled off to the bathroom, not caring that my sister was in there, just wanting to get my eye to stop burning. With a huff I knocked once and proceeded to enter. 

"Chris?"she called over the sound of running water. 

"Ill be out in a second. I got make-up in my eye." I explained and bent over the sink to rinse out my eye. 

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A/N: Hey guys! I am currently in the process of editing this story. I sorta rushed it before so I'm taking my sweet time and redoing it . I apologize for the inactive-ness lately but it was needed. I'm going through stuff and i needed a break, But I hope you enjoy !