Mixed Love

Chapter 3

Upon reaching home, the girls did their work rapidly. The girls had thought of a mischievious idea. The next day, they would swap 'lives.' Anne would wear designer clothes, contacts, (since she can't see without glasses) talk trash and even switch classes. Charlotte would wear glasses with plastic lenses and normal clothes. She also had to act smart.

The next day, they woke up earlier than normal to change into their disguises. Despite Anne's weird clothes, Charlotte still managed to make it look fashionable. For Anne, she was having a hard time making herself look fashionable. Shaking their heads at each other, they walked they walked into their own closet to pick out an appropriate outfit for each other. Anne strutted down the stairs first, having a hard time walking in Charlotte's pumps. "Charlotte honey, are you okay?" Mother asked worriedly. Anne grinned from ear to ear. They had fooled their own mother. "Fine, as always," Anne replied, sitting down to eat her cereal.

Meanwhile in the girls room... Charlotte wrinkled her nose. "unfashionable," she muttered under her breath as she stared at her mismatched clothes. She sighed. "Just for one day," she reminded herself. She greeted her parents once she was down the stairs. "What's wrong Anne?" Mother asked curiously. Charlotte gaped. Who knew that they would fool their mother too. A smile broke out on the twins faces. Their plan was working.

Anne's POV
After reaching school, I walked to char's locker. 7-21-10. I spun the dial and popped open her locker. After I collected her chemistry books, I whipped around and saw Dylan walking towards me. "Uh...um...Hi?" I squeaked. "You seem really nervous!" Smirked Dylan. "Huh? Nervous? No! Of... of c... course not!" I stammered. Charlotte was going to kill me if I continued acting like a total idiot in front of her crush. I didn't tell her about jaxon yet though. Only that he was my English friend. "Anyway, I didn't catch your name yesterday. I'm Dylan by the way," Dylan said interupting my thoughts. "Uh... Hi. I'm an- Charlotte, nice to meet you, I replied. "Of course it's nice to meet me. Everybody wants to," he puffed out his chest, feeling proud. Wow, char was right. He is egotistical. Just then, Cheryl walked by. Shoving me aside. I nearly fell but fortunately regained my balance. "Hi Dylan darling!" Huh? They were together? Char would be heart broken. "Anyway, since I'm going to be homecoming queen, I was thinking Maybe you would like to be homecoming king, so you could just... *cough askmetothedance cough* , she continued, then smiled sweetly. "Please go away Cheryl," Dylan replied through his gritted teeth. After she strutted away, I asked, "So, you two are um... together?" I tried not to seem too disappointed. He was hot, I won't deny, but char deserved him more than Cheryl did. "Pshaw... no! She just says that to get other girls jealous. She had a crush on me since the first day of school. She thinks I like her back but I don't at all." He sighed. "I... I like someone else," he continued. I felt my heart drop to me feet. Never in a blue moon did I think that Dylan Easons, the bad boy-egotistical, rich, ignorant and irresponsible bad boy would admit that he liked someone.

Charlotte's POV
English. Jaxon. Nerd. Smart. The words repeated in my head. "Hey!" Jaxon called out to me. "Hi," I replied. "Okay, you cannot tell anyone this but I kinda like you sister," he said. I squealed silently. He likes Anne! Wait a minute... i'm Anne's sister. I'm Anne. HE LIKES ME?!?!? But I barely know him. "But you barely know her."
"Yeah, but I bumbed into her yesterday." "You did?" I asked, pretending not to know. "Yup. So lunch today right?" he asked. "Uh... yeah," i suddenly remembered Anne telling me about lunch with Jaxon today. "Okay that's great!" he grinned. As he walked away, I fished out Anne's homework. "Class, hand in your homework to me." Muttered Mrs kaylans. After I handed in the homework, I sat down to read the extremely boring chapter of proper grammer and other stupid stuff. "Ms Fernandez! Stand up!" Boomed Mrs Kaylans. "Whaat doo yoou waant?!?" I moaned, dragging my words. Oops. Those words were out of my mouth before I could stop it. Mrs Kaylans was taken aback. "Ms Anne Elizabeth Fernandez. I will not tolerate this kind of insolence in my class. I was going to tell you that your homework was done horribly!" The entire class plastered a how-on-earth-did-your-behaviour-change-so-quicky look on their faces. I winced as Jaxon peered at me closely then raised his eyebrows. Anne was going to kill me if I continued acting like a total idiot in front of the whole class. "I'm sorry Mrs Kaylans. I just uh... have been um... having a... bad day! Yeah bad day," I hoped my 'quick thinking' helped me get away with it. "Alright class, continue your compositions," Mrs Kaylan instructed.
I walked up to the 'nerd group'. "You're no longer welcome in our group. Only now because you are new," Jaxon said without taking his eyes off the paper. I sighed. Jaxon couldn't like me.

Reason 1: I liked Dylan

Reason 2: He didn't know that I was Charlotte dressed up as Anne.

He cannot be mad at Anne for something that I did. I sighed. There was only one thing to do. "I'm Charlotte not Anne. Anne would never have been so rude. We switch our appearance to see what each other's lives are like. Don't be mad at Anne for something that I did," I announced to the group. Hannah gasped, Savannah and Brody's mouths dropped open. All eyes turned to Jaxon who had not said anything yet. He had stopped writing but his eyes were still riveted on his paper. "If you're Charlotte, that means I told you that I liked..." he drifted off. "Yeah. And I did bumb into you near the lockers yesterday," I continued for him.

The rest of english class passed in the blink of an eye. As I chatted with Hannah and Savannah, I noticed Jaxon walking towards Anne who was trying her best to fit in and talk like me. A few girls huddled around her. I finally saw what I looked like. "Her char- Anne! Over here!" Anne waved. Hesitantly, I walked towards her. "Hey, can I talk to you in private for a sec?" I whispered to her. "No, I want to talk with her first," Jaxon, who was beside me, snapped. I looked at Anne. I had to tell her about me telling the group before Jaxon told her all the minor details Which would only get her angry at me. I looked pleadingly at Anne, as if to tell her to pick me first.