Two Sides

Prologue

Bonnie 

I pulled my foot out of the almost knee-deep snow and let out a huff of air. I could see my breath. My boots were wet and I was freezing, but I didn't care. Why should I care? No one cared about me. Maybe if just one person cared, then I wouldn't be doing this, but here I was. 

Everyone cared when Joshua Hart died, and he had just moved here. I don't think anyone would care if I died, except maybe Max. And he's a dog. 

It was probably too much to hope that whoever killed that Joshua guy would come for me, so I was taking matters into my own hands. 

I heard footsteps behind me and whirled around. Maybe it wasn't too much to hope for, this is where Mr. Hart died anyway. 

But the person I saw walking towards me with a big smile wasn't some murderer, it was me. Not really me, the better me. 

"Hey," Bianca called. Her long chestnut-colored hair blew into her face as she made her way towards me. I looked down at my hair, which was the same color, but much shorter. 

I sighed and turned around to close the remaining gap between us. I almost forgot the whole reason I was in the woods to begin with. Bianca was the only person who ever chose to be my partner for school projects, but I think that was just out of pity. She thinks she has to be nice to everyone, and I was just part of everyone, I guess. Not her literal twin. 

She gave me the classic Bianca smile. Too big to be genuine, but still somehow doesn't reach her eyes, every single one of her perfect teeth shows, and her dimples only deepen halfway. Her real smile reaches her eyes and makes them crinkle on the corners, and her dimples go so deep you can see them from a mile away. It had been a long time since I had seen her real smile, but I still know exactly what it's like because we smile the same. 

I smiled back at her and looked at her gloved hands. My hands were freezing, but I didn't dare ask to borrow her gloves, because she would insist we go back inside for me to get mine from my locker instead of lending me hers. 

"Did you bring everything?" I asked. She nodded. "I brought everything too." 

I said that just to please her, but I remembered right after I said that, that I had forgotten my scissors. 

She laughed, loud and melodically. "You forgot something, didn't you? I can see it on your face." 

"It's fine, you brought your scissors, right? We only need one pair." I said, trying to hide the anger on my face. 

She shrugged and turned around, motioning for me to follow her. 

I did, of course, and we made our way to the lake, where we had agreed earlier to film our project.