For as long as I could remember I'd always lived in the shadow of my sister. She was perfect in every way possible. Perfect grades, perfect skin, perfect body, perfect personality. She was in charge of virtually everything at Monstone High. She was pretty, smart, funny, nice and everyone adored her. She was the one the guys wanted to date and the girls wanted to be. And then there's me. I hated school. I wasn't pretty or popular, most people didn't even know i existed. I stayed on the sidelines and watched my sister flourish. I hated it though. The constant nagging. Why can't you be more like Candi? In a way, I hated her.
Most people can get away from their older sisters. Not me. Candi and I? We're twins. Ferturnal actually. We look absolutely nothing alike. While Candi has long, curly, bleach blond hair, a slender athletic figure, and tanned skin, I have shorter straight black hair, a tall, thin, body and pale skin. I guess you could say I look a little like Snow White, only not as pretty.
My life just drowned on and on. I was constantly being compared to my sister and everyone always talked about how I wasn't as good as her, and never would be. My parents even said it sometimes. Not to my face of course, but I'd bet anything they wish Candi had been an only child.
"Time for school girls." My mom said opening the curtains in our bedroom. Light streamed in blinding me. I pulled my black satin pillow over my head. I could hear Candi get up immediately and start making her bed. Kiss up.
With a groan I threw the covers off my bed and groggily got up to go to the bathroom. But guess what? Candi was in there before me. It would be hours before she would get out of there.
I went back into our room and went to go pick out my outfit. I pulled out a black long sleeved lacy top, a cami, some skinny jeans and black wedge heels. Throwing that stuff on i plopped down on my bed and looked out our mess of a room. It was not the typical girl twins' room. You'd think that everything would be exactly the same right? Wrong. On one side of the room the walls were spashed with colorful posters and wallpaper, neon accessories and a polka dot bed spread. Then the other side was black and violet purple. Black lamp shades, purple curtains, and a violet bed spread with black velvet pillows. Lets just say me and my twin were different, ALOT different.
Just then Candi walked back into the room with wet hair and a towel, she motioned for me to leave and I stepped into the bathroom. I put on my makeup. Black liner, mascara and a little blush to even out my skin tone, make me look less, ghostlike. I switched on my straightener and waited for it to heat when I heard my mom yelling from downstairs.
"Twenty minutes! Breakfast is on the table!" I didn't respond.
As the light turned green i ran it through my hair a couple times just to even out some of the unstaightened parts of my hair. It didn't take long because it was already so straight and shiny. Thats the one thing I had on my sister, straight hair.
Just then, she breezed in wearing a plaid mini skirt, a white tee shirt and white flats. Her hair was still soaked but it had already begun to start going into ringlets. She looked like she just stepped out of Cosmo. Bitch.
I took that as my time to leave and go pick out all the good food before she got there. I walked down the stairs to see freshly made omelets, sausages, and potato wedges on a platter. It smelled delicious. Grabbing some orange juice, I snagged the best pieces and ate wholeheartedly. I was finshed before Candi even descended the stairs. I would have been out the door and left her here, but it was her turn with the bug today. For our sixteenth birthday our parents bought both of us a car to share. We took turns with it, but I always thought she had it way more then me.
"Samantha! I forgot to tell you! Connor's picking me up today, you take the car." She yelled from upstairs. Connor was her boyfriend of one month. I was proud of her. She usually dumped them by now.
So I grabbed the keys and my bag, said bye to my mom on my way out the door, and left for another ho-hum day at school.
