BRIEN
"Stu...pid...fucking...high..heels..."
I cursely muttered to myself as I walked along the hallway, complaining the friggin' damn pair of 5 inch red Pradas that was hurting my poor feet. I wanted to stop for a minute and rest myself but Heather elbowed my back so hard, I almost stumbled towards the locker.
"Did you have to do that?!" I whispered loudly for her to hear herself.
"Then stop acting like you just gave birth to an elephant baby!" She replied softly with a tone.
"Then stop letting me wear this fucking high heels! It's aching my--"
Then she did a side chop at my gut and I felt my eyes bursted out of my sockets. Thank goodness there weren't much students at this hour otherwise, I'm done for it.
"Do you have to fucking do th- OWWW!!!" I bent down my trunk, pressing the pain to let it slip away. Is she even fucking human?!!
"Stop cursing, Forester. Bree doesn't drop those f words."
"You know I'm not Bree, Heather. I curse a lot while she's fuc-- I mean always polite at others so please don't hit me again!!!" I took back what I said before Heather bothered to karate chop me once more. Heather sighed heavily and put down her grip and loosen it. She leaned on the lockers hardly and crossed her arms.
"Don't let your guard down or else you'll going to be exposed."
"One day I'll be so I don't bother to care." I shrugged but she shot daggers at me.
"You want me to punch you this time? Hah?!"
"Sorry! Just kiddin'. Geez... can't even hold a joke."
"This is not a joke, you know."
"Yeah yeah I get it." I scratched my head and leaned this time with her beside.
"Bree's counting on you, Forester." Heather said not looking at me but her tone sounded serious as she mentioned the girl's name again.
Bree Forester
That name who looks a lot like me. That name who is also a part of me. That name who is the half of me.
My twin.
Okay. Let's move backward before this epic drama continues.
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"OH MY GOSH! IT'S HER IN FLESH! PLEASE SIGN MY BOOK!"
"Sure, girl."
No. That's not me. That's Bree. And with many a.k.as.
Head cheerleader...
"WE WILL WIN
HEAD STRAIGHT TO THE LEAGUE
WITH MIGHT, WORK AND SWEAT
WE JAGUARS WILL OVERPOWER YOUR STRENGTH! GO CG JAGUARS!"
While me...
"Excuse me." A fat guy sat infront blocking my view.
"Fuck. Can't see a thing! Hey sir..."
"What?!"
"Nothing major." I squeaked immediately and crossed my arms the whole time with a groan following
after.
...I'm a bleacher.
Next, she's academically skilled in her school.
"I'm here to announce we got someone who got full marks for yesterday's exams. And once again... Miss Bree Forester, you got straights As! Congratulations!"
"It's a matter of studying that help me, Professor Adams."
While me?
"Brien, you might want to take tutorials. Your grades are decreasing as ever."
"What?! A Double F? You gotta be fu--"
"Curse me and I'll report you for detention, Brien."
"Tsk."
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Bree
ЧиклитBrien can't believe it. She's taking her spot. Being the pretty, popular,classy Bree Forester. Simply, replacing her sister. Her twin sister. Now, that her twin is still in medication, she's entrusted to be her for the rest of the school year. She...
