Kayla POV
"Kylie? As in Kylie my twin? What the heck?! After who knows how many years... Wow, way to go dad." I roll my eyes at him.
"Kayla... Don't use vulgar words when speaking to me. You know I hate it right? Well, it can't be that bad. You two will have time for some girl bonding time. After all, she's still your twin sister." He simply stated.
"Wow! What a pleasant idea dad!" I said in a sarcastic tone. I guess he didn't catch the sarcasm when he smile at me and said,"I know you'll see it my way. Now, go on and pack your things."
"I was being sarcastic. w- wait. What?! We're moving?! Oh-no! Please tell me you're joking."
"Do I look like I'm joking?"
Ugh! I stomp my way up the stairs and into my room. I cover my face with a pillow and start screaming. I stood up and start walking around my room.
I log on to my laptop and log into my facebook. I type in "Kylie Vincent" in the search box. We look exactly the same! Well, duh... We won't be call twins if we don't look the same. But I would never wear whatever she wore!
Somebody calls the fashion police and arrest this fashion criminal Immediately. Just look and that Boyish shirt! I can't even tell if she has boobs! And that ugly cap! Why the hell is she wearing that? It hides her face. I would never do that to my face.
After looking at ten or more of her pictures, I realized that our hair is a little bit different in color and so do our eyes. How come I never noticed that? Why are we not friends on Facebook?
Instead of having big blue eyes like mine, she has a pair of beautiful green eyes that is to die for and her hair is light brown unlike my darker brown hair.
She really is pretty. I must admit that but alas her sense of fashion had to be so.... terrible. I wonder what kind of personality she have. Oh well, I guess I'll find out soon. I can't believe that I don't remember my own sister. Better start packing.
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"Which one is my room?" Kylie! I mentally scream. Oh my gosh... I'm not ready to see her yet. What if she don't like me? Oh please, there's no way she will ever dislike a beautiful goddess like me. I'm likable! I think. I slap myself mentally. I open the door of my new room and head downstairs to see her.
"I put dibs on the second room upstairs. Hope you don't mind." I said quietly. I saw dad turn around to face me and Kylie look at me like I had grown two heads. Is there something on my face?
"Oh! That's ok, I don't mind." She said in a voice that almost sounded like mine. It feels like I'm looking at myself when I look at her.
"Your room is next to mine. Let me show you." I start walking up the stairs. I stop when I notice she is not following me. How could I forget?! She dislocated her leg! "Shi-it! I forgot about your leg!" I run down the stairs and help her up.
"I'll help you with your stuff." I look at dad and notice He carries a backpack and a box. That's all? Where's her clothes?
"Your dad ask me not to bring any." She said while smiling. "Did I said it out loud? B.t.w, He's your dad too."
"Yeap and Yeah... I know."
Okay... Que the awkwardness. I open the door to her room and I can see that she is amazed by the room. Is she not used to a big room?
"Wow, this room is just so..." She taps her fingers on the door while searching for the right word.
"Big?"
"Nah, I'm used to a big room. It's just that... It's pink." What's wrong with that?
"Never mind." She hops onto her bed. This girl is something else. "Kayla?"
"Yes?"
"I miss you. I'm sorry I'm never there when we were supposed to have family dinner together," She caught me by surprise and I just stand there. Speechless. 10 years. That's a very long time. That is how long we had not seen each other. "I miss you too." She smiles, showing me her perfect row of white teeth. "You look better with your hair down and without the cap."
"Oh, really?"
"And your clothes... They got to go. It's hideous." I facepalmed myself when I notice what I had just said.
"Yeah... I know. I suck at picking clothes." She admits while blushing. We are talking! OMG! This is good. Right? Of course, it is.
"I can teach you and you can borrow my clothes if you are ok with it. Besides, you don't have any clothes now."
"Really? You'll do that?" She said almost as if she could not believe it.
"Of course!" She hug me and I hug her back.
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Kylie POV
She's nice and not to mention very pretty. Never thought she will be willing to share her clothes.
It hurts to hear she comments on my clothing but it's true. I am never the kind of girl who care about all this but sometimes, I wish I can be pretty too. I guess that I'm just not born pretty. But how can my twin be so pretty but not me?
Who would have thought that having a twin sister is so much fun. I wouldn't mind putting up with all these girly stuff.
I wonder if Pat will notice me if I start dressing like Kayla.. Pat... It hurts my brain remembering what he said to Drew. Kayla must have seen my sudden change in emotion because she gave me a concern look. "You ok sis?" I like the sound of that. "Nothing." I shrug it off and start tickling her. Who would have thought that she is ticklish.
She starts laughing hysterically. "Ahhhhhh!!! S-S-stop! I can't ta-take it anymore!" She said in between laughter. I stop and laugh at her beet red face. "You are so mean!"
My phone rings and I quickly snatch it and put it on speaker. "Kylie... How's your leg? I'm worried about you." His voice came out husky. "I bet he's hot." Kayla purr. Lord save me.
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Once upon a wish
Teen Fiction"Lets make a wish Kylie! Star light, star bright..." Kylie stop her sister Kayla from finishing her sentence. " I don't believe in wishes kay, it's stupid." 7 years old girl, Kayla, did what every kid her age would do when someone broke their heart...
