Almost Alice » l.h

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Mr Lavoie was the English teacher. He seemed relatively laid back and maybe even a little humorous.

"I think I need new glasses for I'm seeing double!" he exclaimed as Amy and I walked in.

"Bad joke, Mark." Calum told him, laughing lightly and he slapped his back.

"Mr Lavoie, Calum." he corrected as he walked over to us. "I'm used to having Trouble here, but now I guess I'll have Double Trouble. What's your name, blondie?"

"Alice." I told him.

"Amy and Alice; Alice and Amy." he said to himself. "Well, nice to have you join me in class. I'm glad you weren't both born with the blue hair or it'd be hard to tell you two apart."

"Ha ha." Amy laughed sarcastically, bringing me to sit down with her.

"It suits you, Trouble." he told her.

I sat in the desk next to Amy, dropping my bag quietly on the floor as the students in the room observed us.

"Hood, switch with Trouble." Mr Lavoie requested. "Separate the clones to make it easier."

"Clones. Yeah, haven't heard that one before." Amy rolled her eyes playfully as she switched seats with Calum.

Mr Lavoie grinned and shrugged before rubbing his hands together. "Alright, time to get down to work. Get back in your pairs and keep working on those posters about the Shakespearian plays you were assigned. Alice, did you learn about him?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I've already done that."

He looked surprised. "All of it? Where'd you used to go to school?"

I nodded my head. "My mom taught me at home."

He looked genuinely impressed and nodded slowly. "What's your favorite play?"

"A Midsummer Night's Dream." I decided. "I think it's funny how everything got so messed up and out of control so quickly. It's completely absurd."

"Showoff..." Calum mumbled beside me.

"Amy knows all of them too." I quickly added. I didn't want people thinking I was better than her or anything. We were equal. "We'd split the plays, read them, and tell each other what they were about. They were too boring for me to read them all by myself."

"I never knew you already knew this material." Mr Lavoie smiled, looking at Amy.

She shrugged. "You never asked."

"That's not fair." a girl whined. "Calum's working with someone who learned all of this twice!"

"I didn't learn anything different." Amy said. "The curriculum Alice learned is the same one we do. It's required by the state."

The girl made a face at Amy, who just rolled her eyes. I knew that look. It was her "not even going to bother" look.

"That's enough, Miss Barakis." Mr Lavoie said sternly. "You're not five."

Calum snorted and covered his mouth. "Sorry."

"Amy has a point, but if it'll make everyone feel better, she won't work with Calum anymore." he decided.

"What?!" Calum shouted. "I suck at Shakespeare! And everyone else gets a partner! That's not fair."

"You can work with Luke and Ross from Mr Wellman's class. You're friends with Luke."

"But that's three people." the same girl complained.

Calum groaned. "Oh, shove it, Emily!"

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My sister and I were to be given an automatic A for our extensive knowledge on Shakespeare, so we were to go to the library and simply write a short report on our favorite Shakespearean play. Calum was also sent, along with the two boys from the other class, so they could work together on their project.

"I can't believe I had to switch groups." Calum pouted, sitting at the table behind me with Amy, Luke, and Ross.

I was sitting at a computer, starting on my report. It would be easy and simple to write so I figured I could just get it over with.

"Emily's such a bitch." Amy agreed. I could tell she was rolling her eyes.

I agreed, though. That Emily girl had some growing up to do. She was acting like a child who didn't get her way.

"So about your twin..." Ross began. "What's her deal?"

Ross was a boy with pale skin, freckles all over his face and arms, and had shaggy red hair that he kept in his snapback. He was lanky and about Luke's height. Basically, he was 100% ginger.

"What does that mean?" Amy quizzed.

"She's like you, right? That's how twins are?" he elaborated.

"Yeah..." she replied slowly. "Why?"

"So like...she single or what?"

"Go fuck yourself, dude." she spat.

"You never said who's older." Calum said. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Aw, are you the baby?" Luke laughed. "Is that why you never told us?"

"I'll bet my lunch that you're younger." Calum agreed.

"Alright, if this is a real bet, I'll say Amy's actually older." Luke decided.

"I'll take Cal's side." Ross said. "Besides, I love older women."

"Screw off, Ross!" Amy groaned loudly. "And actually, Alice is younger by seven minutes so have fun starving today, assholes."

"Yes! Free lunch!" Luke said happily.

"Fuck off, I'm not really giving you my lunch. I'm a growing boy." Calum grumbled.

"Fine, just give me five bucks. We'll call it even."

"Seriously though," Ross interjected. "Shouldn't Alice decide if she-"

"Alice isn't interested." I stated.

There was a loud clap, followed by Calum's loud giggles.

"She fucking told you, mate." Luke laughed.

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Nah but seriously, Melina (left) or Josephine (right)? This is serious shit y'all