Two Faced

Ch.1

D Y L A N

As I walked through the doors of West Field High I was immediately pushed to the side because of all the kids here, Well that's unusual I thought. I literally had to shove my way through every one just to get to my locker. When I got there I couldn't find my sister any where

Ugh where could she be

I thought, I mean I know its WAY more crowded than usual but I made it. As I waited I decided to get my stuff from my locker-just as the hauls started to clear up. When I was about to get my English book my locker was slammed closed, enough to make me jump.
Here we go again. This always happens whenever my sister Phoebe isn't around I always get picked on by the Queen bitch Brittney.

"Would you look at that, the little fat ass is all by herself" OK really I'm not even fat I weigh less than her. "At least I have an ass" I shot back at her. "Watch it bitch I can mess you up you won't even know what hit you-" I tuned out at that part because I knew she was probably gonna ramble on and on about what she's gonna "do to me" like who does she think she is. " Are you even paying attention" "huh? Sorry, you talk to much" "UGH! Just watch what you say because you'll regret it". And with that she walked away with her little followers right behind her, by that time I realized I was late to my first class.

Yay life.

I

opened up my locker AGAIN to get the rest of my stuff and walked down the haul. I should probably introduce myself, my names Dylan, yes the girl version anyway, I have an identical sister named Abby we're practically best friends but polar opposites. We try to make our self's look different from each other, like how I have long dark brown hair that cascades down my back where she has shorter hair up to her shoulders with ombre highlights. When I say we're polar opposites I really mean it, Abby likes to go out and party where I like to sit and read and listen to music. She likes wearing dresses and skirts and I like shorts and jeans and the occasional flannel she likes shopping and ADORES the color pink I hate pink and love sports especially soft ball and volley ball. The only 2 things we have in common is singing and dancing, we've both done dance ever since we were little- she does ballet and acro and I do acro hip hop and contemporary.

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when I got it class I knocked on the door, I didn't think I would get in that much trouble since it was my first time being late.

Boy was I wrong

When I walked through the door I was intently met with a scolding teacher crap! I forgot Mr.Roland was my English teacher. "May I ask why you are late Ms.Salice" Great now I gotta think if an idea at the top of my head. Just great. So ended up using the most girliest excuse out there "Umm there was this girl in the washroom and-" "OK, you can take a seat" that was easy.

I looked around the room for an empty seat and still didn't see my sister hmm that's strange. I always see her at the back of the class,maybe she's just late I mean its not unusual for her to be late. Sometimes he's here sometimes she's not. It's normal.

Soon enough I found a spot at the back and sat down. About 5 minuets into the lesson the door opened and sure enough, my sister walked in. "Now why are you late Ms.Salice. is it a sister sister thing now" "I slept in" nuh nuh you gave me a ride to school, I thought. My sister turned to glare at me and that's when I realized I may have said that out loud

Oops?

"Next time, think before you speak Ms.Salice. Detention". Abby glared at me one more time, then turned on her heel and walked out of the classroom.
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