Plot Twist

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

"Try not to do anything stupid."

- Captain Jack Sparrow

"Cal, this is a huge decision for me. If I make the wrong choice, I'm stuck with it, alright? You clearly must not understand the magnitude of this situation right now."

"Damn it, Skylar, we're running out of time here! Make the choice!"

"Don't rush me!"

"Then stop taking forever! You don't think I feel the pressure either?"

"Alright, alright! I've made my choice. This is it - no turning back. Okay, um, I'd like the Venti White Chocolate Mocha please."

Oh, that's right. As I've started to learn, being the main character's sister in a bad werewolf novel seems to make everything more dramatic and suspenseful - including an after school trip to Starbucks.

If being a fictional character didn't work out, Fake-twin definitely had a chance at being a Soap Opera star.

What? Don't judge me - General Hospital just happens to be on the TV when I get home from school.

The rest of the school day had gone considerably well, and I felt much lighter now that I had someone to confide in and share the burden with.

Unfortunately, I still had to hold good on my promise to take fake-twin to Starbucks.

I sighed as Skylar finished ordering her drink and we headed back to a booth to wait for them. "Booth, seriously? Why can't we go sit on the patio?" Skylar whined as she slid in across from me.

Excuse me? Did she just really propose we sit in hard, stiff chairs with a tiny table compared to a comfy, spacious booth? Bitch be trippin'.

"Dude, are you seriously questioning my decision skills after taking nearly five minutes to order your drink?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

She scoffed, "That was hard! They honestly expect me to make the choice of a Venti White Chocolate mocha compared to a Tall White Chocolate mocha in such a short amount of time? Don't they know my inner conflict? If I go for the Venti, I look even more fat. If I go for the Tall, there's not really all that much coffee anyway. So, yes, I will take five minutes to decide what I want!"

First world problems. Also, did this freaking-model looking fictional character just call herself fat? I don't even think werewolves get fat; it must have something to do with the fact that, you know, they turn into huge furry animals and burn carbs like lighter fluid.

I rolled my eyes with a playful grin, but inside I was actually pretty proud of fake-twin. For one, she was able to mostly function like a normal human, and two, hadn't completely broken down into tears in the past seven hours. That might've had to do with the fact that Ryder was nowhere to be seen today, and I was thankful as hell.

Hopefully he was off - getting STD's.

But still, proud nonetheless.

"One Venti White Chocolate mocha for Skylar Gray and a Venti Hot Chocolate for, uh, Katniss Everdeen!" A cafe worker called out, interrupting my thoughts.

"I volunteer as tribute!" I shouted, jumping up and grabbing my hot chocolate. Everyone's eyes were on me with slight disapproval and judgement.

That's right, bitches. I totally just did that and I know, I know, that you all laughed on the inside.

I slid back into the booth, and gripped my cup - the warmth spreading through my fingers.