The Switch

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The next weeks that remained for the girls were a montage of finding out about each other. They showed each other the blueprints of their homes, introduced the people they would be interacting with everyday and the habits and basic house rules. Sofi was surprised to learn that her twin lived with her mother, grandmother and two friends from high school who she considered her aunts. Penny was shocked that in her Mamí's household, being liberal was normal; prim and proper was weird. She also learned about her Mamí's sister and her godmother, Camila.

It was after lunch and the twins were back at their cabin. Mila was sitting nervously on a stool clutching her hairbrush like it was a lifeline and looking at her terrified face in front of the mirror. Her brown hair, which fell halfway down her back, was going to be cut. Sofi told her that in order for their plan to pull through, they have to look alike and she knew that her twin was right. Although she really didn't like the idea of her hair being cut, she had to agree.

Sofi looked expectantly at her sister and gave her a reassuring smile, "Ready?" she asked and Mila closed her eyes and nodded, "Ready," she answered. Her twin went over to her drawer and pulled a big silver pair of scissors. She went over to her twin, measured a strand of her own hair and positioned the scissors getting ready to cut.

"Don't shut your eyes!" a horrified Mila exclaimed. Sofi immediately opened her eyes.

"Oh right, sorry, I'm just a little nervous," she said sheepishly.

"You're nervous?! An eleven year old is cutting my hair!" an incredulous Mila exclaimed with an American accent, that didn't escape her twin's notice.

"Hey, you sounded just like me," she remarked happily and Mila smiled proudly.

"Well I'm supposed to, aren't I?" she said then, "Go on then, just do it."

At her bequest, Sofi started cutting and soon, strands of Mila's hair were down on the floor. After about an hour or so, Mila stood in front of the mirror staring at her newly cut hair. It was exactly like Sofi's and she was amazed how they totally look alike now.

"This is so scary," she remarked touching her hair.

Sofi appeared beside her and waved her hand, "Honey, you never looked better," she said in a New York accent.

"Oh my God," she suddenly said and looked closer into the mirror while Mila watched worried.

"What?" she asked worriedly and her sister pointed at her ears.

"I have pierced ears."

"Uh, no - no, no, no and no; not happening! Sorry, wrong number, I won't. I refuse," she said stubbornly while Sofi crossed her arms and looked at the ceiling.

"Then cutting your hair was a waste of time. There's no way I could go to camp with pierced ears and then come home without 'em. I mean c'mon, get real," she chided.

Mila crossed her arms, almost in tears. Cutting her hair and biting her nails was one thing, but this? "This isn't fair. I've had to chew my nails, cut off my hair and now you want to punch holes in my ears?" She cried out. "You didn't have to do one bloody thing to become me!"

Sofi grinned devilishly. "Hey, can I help it if I'm a complicated woman with a look entirely my own?"

A match was struck and Sofi held a needle over it while Mila watched her with a petrified expression on her face. It was at that moment that she looked strikingly like her Mom; with her lip caught in between her teeth and her eyes blown wide. She was holding an ice cube underneath her earlobe and was currently wishing that she didn't have to undergo this painful process. She watched her sister approach her with a calm look on her face, a striking resemblance to her Latina mother.

"Needle sterilized," she announced.

"Y-Y-You sure you know what you're doing?" Mila stammered.

"Relax, I've gone with all my friends who got their ears pierced and it's nothing. Just close your eyes and it will be over before you know it." Sofi assured like a professional businessman: suave.

"Earring ready?" she asked and her sister held up a silver earring as her reply.

"Good," Sofi nodded, "Hand me the apple," she ordered and was given the slice of green apple with a terrified whimper from her sister.

"Just relax," she repeated, "I'm telling you, this is not a big deal. On the count of three, remove the ice! One..." Sofi started.

"Two, Three!" the needle pierced Mila's earlobe and the ice cube was replaced with the slice of apple. Mila let out a bloodcurdling scream which was immediately followed by Sofi's own bloodcurdling scream.

C+R

It was the last day of camp and everyone was giving each other tearful goodbyes and promises of keeping in touch. Even the lost boy was giving assurances to his gaggle of new friends, which were of course, girls. Mila and Sofi both walked towards the entrance of the camp. The twins have already switched and both were ready to go their separate ways to meet the parents they've been dreaming all their life to meet.

"Ok, this is it." Sofi said breathlessly now wearing her sister's skirt and collared shirt. Her hair was left down with a headband secured on top of her head.

"Ok remember, you're gonna find out how Mom and Mamí met." Mila reviewed, wearing Raven's red bomber jacket with a band tee underneath and blue jeans. Her hair was done in a half up, half down style with Sofi's bandana, and her sisters white converse shoes.

"And you're gonna find out why they broke up." Sofi finished.

"Mila Griffin, your car is here." Marvas Jr. announced into the bull horn.

"That's you - here's your ticket and passport. Aunt Octavia is going to pick you up at the airport," Mila hurriedly said pressing the ticket and passport to her sister's hand.

"What time do you leave?" a worried Sofi asked.

"Oh, not for a couple of hours," her sister answered, "Give Mom a kiss for me," she said.

"Give Mamí one from me." Sofi said giving her twin a final hug.

"Last call Mila Griffin!" Marvas Jr. announced again.

Sofi rushed to the car, received a hug from Marvas Jr. and climbed in. Marvas shut the door and patted the vehicle away as Mila watched with crossed fingers.

"Good luck," she said with a sigh and closed her eyes.

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