..All Because of Twinkies

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My name is Noelle Heatherson. I have jet black hair with blonde ends and blue-green eyes. And I am kidnapped with my sister. My sisters name is Mariah Heatherson. She looks exactly like me except that she has green eyes the color of emeralds. You must be wondering how we got kiddnapped. Lets just say it started with Twinkies.

"Noelle get up! Its 1:00. I want to go out with you.... Getttttt Uppppppppp!!!" My sister Mariah yelled as she pounced on top of her.

"Mariah, Get off of me!" I yelled.

" Yay! You're awake! I picked out your clothes. All you gotta do is get up, get dressed, brush your teeth, and we be gone." I laughed at her excitement, I slowly got out of bed until Mariah grabbed my arm and hauled me out of bed .

"Mariah, calm down." I giggled.

"Your clothes are on your vanity." Mariah said cheerfully.

I got dressed into a lightwash jeans a white halter top and black converse. Put my hair into a messy bun and met Mariah downstairs.

As we were walking on the sidewalk, towards Beverly Hills downtown Mariah asked " Umm... Noelle do you remember Lindsey? " The memory shot through my brain like wildfire.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled.

"Make me." Lindsey yelled. I tried to punch her in the jaw, but she dodged and slapped me on the face and grabbed a handful of my hair and slammed my head into the lockers. I fell into a heap on the floor. Lindsey leaned to my ear and whispered "Stop trying.You are like a little, weak, annoying fly that I can squash at any given moment. I am going to make your life miserable. I am going to ruin you." She let go of my hair and left me feel like I am dying. She walked away snickering.

"Noelle, I am soo sorry I should have not brought her up. Forget what I said." She sounded like she was about to cry

"No, It is ok. It is I'm the past. Screw it. What about, Lindsey? I asked.

"I ran into her at school, yesterday... And she told me to tell your to watch your back and don't mess with her, or else.

Or else? What the heck does that mean? Ugh. I don't care anyway.She's in the past I don't care anymore.

" We can discuss that later, let's go have a fun, relaxing day of shopping." I smiled.

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