Her Sister's Revenge - One Direction

Chapter 8: Shocker!

Chapter 8 -Shocker!

I shut the door to my flat after Harry dropped me off and I started dancing around the room. That's when I realized, oh my god. I like Harry Styles. This could be a serious fault in my plan to ruin my sister's life. I know that sounds harsh but she deserves it after all she's done to me.

My work shift had come sooner than I thought because I soon found myself walking back down to Starbucks. When I stepped into the shop it was buzzing. I had no idea Starbucks had an open mic night on Wednesdays. Tonight was going to be extra busy.

I hopped over the counter and put on my apron in the back room. Why we wear aprons I have no idea. When I came out I started taking orders with Leslie and rapidly handing out Coffees and Teas and food. Oh what I would give to have one of the cinnamon rolls right now, they are to die for.

"Hey Leslie, how you holding up?" I asked grabbing a customer a chocolate chip muffin.

"Pretty good, did you have even the slightest clue this was going on tonight?"

"Nope, did you?" I asked my co-worker.

"Yeah I did, I've been working here since I was 16. I thought Freya would've told you about all the upcoming events." I stopped working for a second.

"Wait, how many more of these are being held?"

"Every other Wednesday." My jaw dropped. Oh god. We went back to work minutes later.

About an hour left of my shift a guy a few years older than me came into the shop. He looked sort of familiar. Then it clicked, he was my kidnapper! Dammit, what do I do? Leslie took his order and I stuck my head down the whole time. I handed him his double espresso and he left. But not before smirking through the window at me when I lifted my head. Oh my god... he now knows where I work, shit.

Some of the acts that night were amazing. Others were terrible, and a few were okay. Overall the talent was great. I think I might convince one of the boys to come and perform a song or two. I'm sure the crowd would love it.

I kicked off my shoes and sprawled out on my bed after tonight's rush. It is actually very tiring making coffee for 6 hours. I put on some pyjamas and flopped after that falling asleep in an instant.

The next morning I woke up to someone banging on my door. I crawled out of bed and quickly checked my appearance. Yikes, that is not pretty. In a rush I shoved my hair up in a messy bun and answered the door.

"We have a problem." Eleanor said coming into my flat uninvited.

"Come in?" I said slightly annoyed.

"Elena seriously, we need to tell people we are twins because the tabloids are saying that I'm cheating on Louis. Every time you go off on a date with Harry they think it's me and assume I'm a cheater. So you are coming to an interview the boys have about this issue." She said without taking a breath.

"Chill out Ellie, I'll come when is it?" I asked her trying to comprehend everything in my sleepy state.

"It's in 3 hours so get dressed, they have a hair and makeup team there." She looked really stressed about this. Good that was the plan ha! I slipped into a pair of light wash jeans paired with a frilly light pink tank top and a white cardigan. I guess you can describe my style as girly.

"Alright let's go." I said to my sister putting on a pair of nude heels walking out locking my door behind us.

Our heels were the same size so we were the same height and since we were in the same stride the clicking of them was extra loud. That's how you know the Calder twins are in the room.

We drove to the interview place in Eleanor's shiny black Escalade. The drive there was actually fun. An old song that was our favourite when we were little came on the radio and we started belting out the lyrics totally out of tune. I liked it quite a lot. My sister and I hardly ever got along in order to do things like that. When we pulled up there was Paparazzi everywhere. Oh god.

"Just keep your head down and wear these." She handed me a pair of big sunglasses from the dash that matched her own. I nodded and we got out making sure our faces weren't seen.

The both of us luckily got in without being snapped at too much and found the boys' dressing room with ease. Eleanor opened the door and I followed her putting our sunglasses on our heads at the exact same time.

"Whoa, you two are seriously identical." Zayn piped up with a grin and a shake of his head.
Eleanor scoffed. But just then I thought of a challenge. I whispered my plan to my twin and I said with a British accent,

"Alright boys, try to figure out which one of us is Eleanor, and which is Elena." Louis got up and replied,

"Obviously you're my Eleanor." He went up to Eleanor and hugged her. She stiffened, this should be funny.

"Um sorry Louis, I'm Elena." She said in a perfect American accent. I tried my best not to laugh at his expression but I couldn't take it. My twin and I burst out laughing and the boys were totally confused.

"Okay who is who this is hurting my head." Liam told us holding his head in his hands.

"Alright, alright I'm Elena and she's Eleanor. Nice American accent by the way." I told her in a British accent.

"Thank you," she said in American. "Nice British accent." The boys looked at us like we had each sprouted a new head. We both went back to our normal accents and their stylist, Lou, shoved me in the chair of makeup and hair. Wow, we actually got along for about 5 minutes. Shocker!

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Looks like the girls are getting along somewhat. Do you think Elena can carry out her plan for revenge now? And what about how her kidnapper knows where she works? What is going to happen there? For now I shall tell you no more of my plans and bid you farewell. Love you lots stargazers! ;)

-Starlightr <3