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Effects Made On You [24]

Kensley's POV

The grand entrance had finished and everyone had gone to take pictures with the "Elites" while dancing and socializing as the music came back on.

The Elite finally put on their masks, so it was hard to tell.

Well, it wasn't too hard to tell because of their overly expensive attires were more noticeable that everyone else's.

I took my mask off for a split second, still looking around for Keagan.

I wanted to tell her she looked stunning.

"There she is!" I smiled to myself.

I was her in the midst of everyone, smiling and taking pictures.

I made my way though the crowd towards her.

I saw her walking to go get a drink alone.

Perfect timing.

I put on my mask so it could be a bit of a surprise.

She's gonna be so happy to see me complimenting her.

I just love her so much even though all the trauma.

I mean, why wouldn't I love her regardless?

We do share the same blood now don't we?

I eventually made it behind her.

I tapped her shoulder, smiling.

She turns around and looks at me.

"Key." I smile.

Key and Ken, our nicknames.

She nervously laughs and walks away.

I furrow my eyebrows, following her to the alcohol table.

"Keagan, did you hear me?" I nervously laughed.

I stood in front of her.

"I'm sorry but who are you?" She weirdly asked, trying to get out of my way.

Huh?

"It's me," I briefly took off my mask, "Kensley, your twin sister lol." I laughed.

I saw though her mask that she blinks a couple times in disgust.

I saw one of her friends walking towards us.

"Sorry honey, I have no idea who you are. Would you excuse us please? Haha."She  nervously laughs as her and her friend pushed past me.

My eyes widened as I watched her giggle and talk with her friend, I'm guessing it's Jessica.

Did she just fucking do that?

Act as if she didn't know me?

Her fucking twin sister?

I scoffed in disbelief, still watching as she hugged a bunch of boys as they kissed her and her friend.

Tears prickle in my eyes.

I watch as she drinks and laughs at the jokes the Elite boys crack as she flirtatiously places her hand on their chests, or rubs their cheeks.

I finally close my mouth, still seethingly watching her with gritted teeth, and angry tears in my eyes.

I slowly shake my head, still watching.

I inhale and exhale before gathering up the courage to leave in despair.

I walk away from the whole scene.