"Shit!" I yelled, awakening with a start as Nicki Minaj's voice sung out of my sisters alarm.
"Could you at least try to be quieter?" A groggy voice mumbled from below.
"I wouldn't be awake for another few hours if you hadn't set that stupid alarm!" I replied, furiously.
My sister rolled out of the bottom bed in our bunk and hit snooze on her phones alarm. She went straight to the bathroom from there.
"Bianca!" I called after her. "Shut the door!" There was no reply. I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep.
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Bianca and I are twins. I, being 5 minutes and 36 seconds older, am the superior twin. Looking at us, you wouldn't be able to tell we are sisters, let alone twins. Bianca is the hot twin, with long dark hair and tanned skin. She has dark, hazel eyes and the most gorgeous figure. I am...... Not that. I have blonde hair down to my shoulders and bright blue eyes. I have long legs but no figure, unlike Bianca. I look like a surfer, she looks like a model.
"Zola!" I heard Bianca yell, possibly from downstairs. "I'm missing first and second period today to go to gymnastics. School starts in 15 minutes, hurry up." I heard the door open, then close behind her. Ten minutes, I thought to myself. Awesome. Then I realised, I had to hurry the hell up.
I leapt of my bunk and ran to my wardrobe, grabbing a black nirvana top and black leggings, along with underwear and socks. I threw them on before rushing to brush my teeth. I got my backpack and purple beanie and I walked downstairs. I grabbed a banana, a chocolate milk and a yogurt before running out of the door munching as I walked. My school was just down the road, so walking there was easy. It only tended to take 10 minutes but I had two before the bell for first period would ring. So today I ran. My shoes, my trusty blue converse, were old and struggling to hold on so running in the was really slippery and so many times I nearly fell.
Finally I reached the gates as the bell rang. I snuck into double Geography without Mrs Minelle noticing. I looked at the whiteboard to see the class watching a gymnastics video. It was from the UK national event. My sister's competition. They were watching the teen nationals that she got first at.
I'm the number one teen boxer in my weight category. I'm the best, just like she is, but people seem more interested in what she does, which I find strange. We are both 14, so in two years time, we will be going to the olympics.
The video finished with Bianca spinning through the air in her sparkling leotard and landing graciously on the mat, a big whoop sounded from the class.
"Alright then class, time to start...." Mrs Minelle announced before launching into a speech about volcanoes.
