Miraculous Secret

Bailee and Mila

- Bailee -

- Soundtrack - Dirty Shop - SmadaLeinad -

"MILA! IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE IN FIVE SECONDS I SWEAR I'LL PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE!"

"DON'T YOU DARE PUNCH ME BECAUSE YOU KNOW I'M STRONGER AND IF YOU STEP A TOE NEAR ME I WILL... FART ON YOUR FACE!"

"YOU IDIOT!"

"GIRLS! STOP FIGHTING AT ONCE! YOUR SHOUTING CAN BE HEARD TO THE OTHER END OF PARIS!"

Yup, that is my home. It's dad, mom, Mila and me. We're pretty much a crazy family. Well, I don't judge my parents for that. Twins? That must be exhausting. At least we can be told apart. Both of us have brown hair, but if you look closely you can notice I have redder hair, while Mila has a more ashy tone. But the trait that really sets us apart is our eyes. Mila was blessed with this cute two coloured eyes, (left blue, right brown) while mine are just poop coloured. What's worse is that she complains about her eyes! She says she doesn't like the attention, and blah, blah, blah. Life's unfair. Now, don't get me wrong, I love my sister, but we have this kind of... love/hate relationship.

"DONE!" Mila shouted, running down the stairs. Our room was on the second floor of the house, which was pretty much a jungle of disaster. Seriously. We are the queens of untidiness. My thinking was interrupted by a grinning Mila, who suddenly was on the air, and then right on top of me! I struggled on the floor, trying to break free, not knowing what she was about to do. But then, I knew. She had a huge grin on her face, and her hand was holding this this big, blue, permanent marker about to smudge my face!

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" I shouted.

"MILA! For god's sake! Please, just calm down. We are twenty minutes late to school and I need you to gobble down your cereal and go to the car. If not, you are walking over to school."

Mila huffed and got off of me. But she stared at me. And I knew that stare. It was the I-will-kill-you later stare. But I just smiled innocently at her and she laughed.

"Eat!" Said my mom, grabbing her purse and going outside. "If you're not in the car in five minutes I'm leaving without you."

We looked at each other and agreed on a truce. As sisters, we could communicate with just stares. Actually, we had a lot in common. Both of us liked reading, and volleyball. Well, I could go on forever saying how we are alike but I won't.

- End soundtrack -

"So..." Said Mila, putting a spoonful of cereal in her mouth. "How are things with Cormac going?" She smirked.

"Oh, shut up." I said. "It's nothing special. He just... smiled at me in practice and asked me about my knee pads."

"Wow." She said disappointed. "How intriguing."

"Hey! At least I get a little attention! What's up with you?"

"Excuse me," She said, acting like she was extremely insulted by my question. "But I have got more important things in life than a stupid boy with stupid blonde hair and stupid brown eyes and... an obsession with volleyball. Sports are much more important to me than... boys."

"Ha, ha. Very funny. I saw you cuddling Felix the other day."

"He's my best friend." Mila replied, like it was too obvious. I laughed. I already knew that.

"GIRLS! I'M LEAVING!" Mom shouted from outside. We totally forgot!

"C'mon!" Mila said, grabbing her bag and running outside. Her gold bracelet was dangling in her wrist.