LPS:Twin Secrets

Chapter 3{A New Diary}

Okay,so,we moved. Far,far,faaaaaaaaaaaaar away from my other friends,well,we moved to Petsville. We got used to our new house,and also got used to seeing each other every day, and way more often then we usually do. Anyways,let's just get on with the story:

4th grade started.
It is the 5th week of school. My new school was okay...but just smaller. And had smaller space for us to play in at recess. The thing that sucks,is that I barely know any pet,and that I made NO friends at all. Angel(my twin sister) had already made so many friends...but not me. Sometimes,I get jealous of her. But then I tell myself: "Lauren,there's no use of getting jealous at your own twin sister. Things will get better" but maybe I should take the last part out. I still have no pet to play with.*sigh* my life is just this way. And I thought that moving would make my life better. I guess not. I got up from my bed,and stared around my new bedroom that I shared with Angel. "Plain walls...not really a good room for girls" I thought. Then I lay back down and closed my eyes. Just as I was about to take a nap,Angel burst in the room,and ran to her suitcase and said: "Hey,Lauren,you don't mind if you help me pack,right?" I opened my eyes and stared at her. For a moment,I didn't know what to say. Then I opened my mouth,and said "okay" and got out of bed. Before I could ask why she needed to pack,she dashed out the door and downstairs. I sat back down on the bed and waited for her. When Angel came back upstairs,I asked her,why she had to pack,since we just moved." Was it some kind of joke? No,maybe a vacation my parents didn't tell me about? Maybe not." I thought. Angel replied: "I'm staying over at a friends house for a week,we need to do our projects together,since every class we had,you know,had a project to do, and we got paired up together,isn't that great? Oh yeah,did you make any friends yet?" I was silent. I didn't know what to say. Should I lie and tell her that I already made friends? Or should I tell her the truth? I don't know. I couldn't think. After a moment,I opened my mouth... and said: "No Angel,I haven't made any friends. No pet asked me to play with them at recess. No pet smiled at me. No pet even ever said a word to me. Your the lucky one" Then Angel gave me a nice,firm stare,and said:" Then who are you working on the project with?" She asked me. "No pet. I'm doing it on my own" I replied,in a funereal tone. She looked at me,with the words "then get one or tell the teacher" look in her blue eyes. I could tell that she was going to say that."Then get one or tell the teacher " said Angel. I knew it. I knew she was going to say that. Without a word, I got up and walked toward our closet and picked out a few outfits for her,including her bathroom things. She just stared at me as I started packing for her. Then,Angel sighed and then came to help me. "Girls! Time for Dinner!" Called mom. "Okay!" I called back and rushed downstairs. Angel ran down after me. Once I was downstairs, I sat down on a chair in my usual spot. Angel sat across from me. "Hi dad" I said. "Hi dad" said Angel. "Hi girls" said dad." Good girls,your already down. I made your favorite dinner!" Said mom. "Oh,um,thanks mom" said Angel in a voice that sounded like she didn't like mom's cooking. I shot her a look. I think she saw it because she gave me a look that said: "what?" So I gave a look back to her saying: "mom makes the best food,you should appreciate it. Why do you need to say something in that tone?" I think she didn't understand what that ment because she just kept staring at me with a confused look on her face. I rolled my eyes. I couldn't help it. Mom passed out the dishes of bacon and cheese burgers. Once mom passed it out to me,I just dug in. I couldn't help it. It was my favorite out of all my favorites of my "favorite foods". Once dinner was over,mom called me and Angel over to the living room. " Here girls. I got you both a gift." Said mom. Then mom handed me a beautiful pink diary with my name on it. Then she handed Angel a beautiful purple diary with her name on it. "Wow,gee,thanks mom! I could really use this" I said. "Yeah,me too" said Angel. And so,that's when I started to write in my diary.