Perfect, I had just gotten out of the shower and the doorbell rings. Instead of some annoying Californian telemarketer a little silver envelope waited for me. I ripped open the silvery paper giving myself a papercut. I ignored it " You have been cordially invited to the funeral of ..." The blood fom my finger soaked the milky white paper. I was to anxious to figure out who had died to see that it made beautiful roses on the paper. "...Penelope Carmichael" What! No way, this must be some kind of sick joke,no,no,no. This can not be happening, my breathing elevated as I tumbled into the blackness.
"Zoe this isn't funny where are you?"my best friend, Oliver's voice rang out agionst the terrifying blackness. "I'm over her" I yelled. Oliver loped over "Hey whatcha doin' down there". I grimaced "Penelope's dead" I barely managed to breath out." Huh,but um uh" he stuttered. " I stood up my ankle and neck aching " Call my mom, now please". He walked over to the phone and dialed her number, his hands shaking"Uhhh hi Ms. June, I think Zoe wants to talk to you". He shoved the phone in my handtalk he mouthed I nodded. "What happened" I asked. "Oh baby I'm sorry I could'nt call you earlier.Penelope is dead, she died of drug overdose". I dropped the phone, Penelope would never do any thing like that. She was the good one, my best friend, my twin.
When I was in 6
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Perfecting the Blues
Teen FictionZoe a dark gorgeous girl with a twin. She was the good one but Penelope was the one who died of drug overdose. Was it purposeful or is someone out for the twins. Find out in Perfecting the blues
