CHAPTER 1

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Scarlett:

   It has been five minutes since I woke up and I don't want to get up. It's not that I'm lazy, it's just the day I dread, because after I get up, my hell will restart, but I have to. I slowly sit up, look at my window, little sunlight is slipping through the drawn curtains. Looking at my clock, it's 6 am, I swing my legs off bed and quickly make my bed. Then I quietly get out of my room, tip tow to the room next to mine and open it. The room is cold, more than mine, and hidden inside the heavy blanket, sleeps my younger twin, Juliette. While my room is dark green, hers is ocean blue, every thing in the room is. I go and sit next to her and lightly shake her while saying, "Juliette, wake up."
   "Hmmmm" is the reply I get from my cute little twin, who doesn't open her eyes but turns and lies flat. "Come on get up, we'll be late", when she doesn't move I quietly pick up the extra pillow and hit her with it until she finally opens her eyes and gets up. "God, I hate your way of waking me up." Says Juliette while rubbing her eyes. "Come on sleepy head, get up, we do not want to be late" with that I get up and go to my room.

Juliette:

   When I was in middle school, we were asked to write about five things we were grateful for and I wrote Scarlett, Scarlett being my twin, Scarlett tucking me to bed, Scarlett waking me up and Scarlett protecting me. I still remember the look on Scarlett's face when she read it, she scolded me, obviously, but I could see she was happy. Scarlett has been a constant in my life, she has done everything to make me feel happy, like a mother, even though she is only seven minutes older than me.
   I get out of my closet, dressed in a blue t-shirt with blue jeans, blue has always been my colour, I wanted it to be Scarlett's colour, too, so we'd be same in every way but guess we'll not be same in the colour department, as she always liked green too much and the face department, ughh, why couldn't we share the same face?

    I get out of my closet, dressed in a blue t-shirt with blue jeans, blue has always been my colour, I wanted it to be Scarlett's colour, too, so we'd be same in every way but guess we'll not be same in the colour department, as she always liked...

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Juliette's Outfit

   I get out of my room and take a deep breathe, ready for all the insults and bullying for the day. The door to my left opens, revealing Scarlett, dressed in black t-shirt and jeans with a green cardigan over it.

Scarlett's outfit

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Scarlett's outfit

   Unlike me, Scarlett always liked to dress up perfectly, her outfit are mostly old money type which make her look older, by the way, we buy our clothes from thrift shops. When her eyes meet mine, she smiles and asks, "You ready?", a cheerful yup! is my reply. We both go downstairs together, once we near the dining room we look at each other, Scarlett tightens her hand on mine in a reassuring way and we head inside the den of the devils.
There is a cheerful conversation going on in the dining room, there is laughter and as soon as we come in to view, everyone goes silent. The silence is an uncomfortable one, we both head towards the end of the table, I sit on the last one while Scarlett sits to my left. Slowly, the conversations restart softly, soon it's back to how it was before us but now it's not as joyous as it was.
At the head of the table sits our eldest brother, Dante, he's sitting there because their dad is not present here at the time, well he's not most of the time. He is sharp, stern, ruthless and silent. He observes everything, speaks calmly but in a deadly way.
The second is Damon, he's bipolar, one second he's all hotheaded and the next he's calm. It's said that he was the closet to mom, maybe that's why he's the worst to us. He is an asshole if you ask me, a sociopath.
The third is Adrian, he's Aiden's older twin, they're fraternal twins just like me and Scarlett. He's like the fixer of them all, he takes care of all the trouble caused by Aiden and Levi before they reach Dante or even Damon. He's like Dante, calm and observant, he doesn't speak much but when he does he says the most ruthless things, he's very much mean.
   The fourth is Aiden, the energetic, troublemaker along with Levi, he had done many pranks on us, pranks that are not fit to be called pranks. He is the one who usually starts the mean conversations at breakfast, lunch and dinner. He purposely gets us into trouble, he is a major asshole.
   The fifth and last is Levi, the youngest of the brothers, three years older then me and scarlett. He doesn't remember anything about mom, so he blames us. He is the worst of them all, when he was in school with us he used to bully us, he is tall and bulky so I'm a little afraid of him. He went away for two years for college but dropped out and came back. No one was disappointed at him for dropping out as he said he wanted to join the company and 'he was too smart that he didn't need to study' his words not mine.
   All of them are wearing expensive suits and watches. They mostly wear black as they have a reputation to proceed.
   "If you're going to play with the food, then get out of here" says Aiden, as I said he starts the mean conversations. "I seriously don't know why you have given refuge to these murders in our house, Dante. We should just throw them to the streets, where they belong." This time it's Levi, he emphasis on belong.
   Scarlett's head is cast down, she's stiff and her plate is still full. Aiden is glaring at her, I want to poke his eyes out with my fork. "Who are you glaring at, you little shit?" Damon shouts, all eyes turn to me and I'm about to speak when Scarlett interrupts, "We're going to be late." With that she gets up, grabs me and we both run away from there.

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