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For some reason, I spent the entire morning listening to some old AFI song I used to listen to when I was younger. I had this cousin who was about three years older than me and was going through some phase in middle school. He introduced me and my sister to bands like My Chemical Romance, AFI, Nirvana, and a bunch of other artists like that when we were almost out of elementary school. I guess I was pretty badass as a kid.

Miss Murder played through my phone's speakers as I did my makeup and got dressed for the day. I was feeling a little less stressed about what was apparently supposed to happen today now that I'd gotten some sleep and thought a little bit about it. I decided I'd explain to Luke I didn't want to jump into a relationship just yet. I couldn't be in a relationship if I couldn't be 100% honest about myself, and even if I did tell Luke about Amy's lie, I still wouldn't be being completely honest about myself. There were things I just couldn't tell him.

My phone dinged in the middle of the song and I looked down to see what it was. It was Calum asking if Amy and I wanted a ride. Why wouldn't he just ask Amy that?

Alice in Wonderland: Idk I'm not the one who drives

Calum Hood: the answer is yes and i'm outside with coffee so get you and your lookalike's ass out here

I sighed and rolled my eyes. I hadn't even been able to brush my teeth yet. I guess it wouldn't matter since I'd be drinking coffee anyway.

I grabbed my stuff and walked out of my room, calling for Amy to get outside.

"Why?" she yelled back.

"Calum's here!" I shouted back as I descended the stairs.

She came out of her room, wearing something similar to me: jean cutoffs, black tights, a baggy shirt, and a cardigan. Fortunately, I was wearing sneakers while she was wearing combat boots. Her tights were also fishnets while mine were plain black and intentionally had runs in them to seem grungy, I guess. Our shirts and cardigans were also different, but it was still obvious we looked similar.

"You should change." we told each other at the same time.

I sighed, caving. "Fine, I'll change."

She smiled sweetly and skipped back to her room. "Thank you! Tell Hoodrat we'll be a few minutes."

I furrowed my eyebrows at her nickname for Calum but texted him we'd take a few minutes longer anyway. He called me almost immediately after. I put it on speaker so I could change while I spoke.

"Your coffee is going to get cold, hurry up!" he whined.

"I'm sorry, our twin telepathy made us wear the same damn outfit." I sighed, pulling on a black skater skirt instead and a white crop top.

"I fucking knew you two were clones." he said and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I put a grey sweater cardigan over my outfit before leaving my room again with my phone still in my hand.

"I'm just waiting on Amy." I told him.

From outside, I heard him beep his horn. Amy threw her door open and stomped down the stairs.

"I'm fucking coming you shitbag!" she shouted angrily.

I laughed. "Did you hear that?"

"Loud and clear." he confirmed. "See you outside."

He hung up the phone and I put mine in the pocket of my cardigan before picking my bag up again. We left the house, locking the door, and got into Calum's car. This time when Amy went to sit in the front, though, Calum told her no.

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