The Secret Life of Chloe Lyons #WATTYS2015

Chloe's House - Her bedroom - Friday, August 19th - 6:30 P.M

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Tonight is the night. The night Meagan gets locked behind bars, the night secrets will die.

I get up from sitting on my bed and look into my closet mirror, at my reflection. This has been hell of a long week. My younger sister, Allison has been trying to befriend Meagan, Carter's younger stepsister, all school week. It wasn't easy, and I don't know how she did it, but they hit it off pretty well. They are just alike, Ally and Meagan. The both adore attention.

Looking into my mirror, I grab my red hoop earrings and insert them. Earlier today, I put a strip of eyeliner and did the "cat look" and a coat of mascara, and I have to admit, It looks pretty okay.

I'm wearing a purple leather motorcycle-looking blazer, black skinny jeans, an Angry Birds Tee, and my red converse. I don't know why or how this outfit combination came into my mind, but it did.

I curled my hair down to the tip and decided to leave it hanging, accessorized with an old bandana I made into an headband.

I sigh. Enough of Project Runway, I need to get to focus more on Law and Order.

My phone vibrates in my pocket.

My heart leaps.

Slowly taking the phone out of my back pocket, I check it. It's a text message.

Is it the killer?

I sigh with relief. It's just from Carter.

Carter: I'll be by your place in five minutes.

I throw my phone on my bed and walk over to my sisters room next door to mine.

Her door is open.

"Knock Knock." I say, walking right in.

"What's up?" My sister says annoyed.

Allison is wearing light blue high waisted shorts with a red croc top. Her toes are painted perfectly red, showing off her black strappy sandals. Her hair is straightened, pulled into a perfect high ponytail, her natural ombré hair is glistening. Unlike me, she wears a lot of make up. I mean, a lot.

Sometimes I get jealous of her. I mean she's beautiful. All the guys in my grade talk about her and none of them even know that we're related. She has the perfect body and she's not freakishly tall like me, then she gets invited to the coolest parties, not that I'd want to go to them, but hey, it'd be cool to be invited to one! I don't even know why I have green friggin eyes! Nobody in my family has green eyes!?

"Um hello? Earth to Chloe?" She looks at me confused, waving her hand in my face.

"Oh. Hey." I look at her.

She rolls her eyes and starts smearing lip gloss on her lips.

"Do you think Joe's a good kisser?" She asks.

I look at her again, this time, alarmed. "Allison! You know the plan! I'm going to go in their as Carter's date, your going to go in there looking for clues of anything in Meagan's room. Joe is just tagging along. No make-outs!" I glare at her.

She rolls her eyes at me and speaks. "Do Mom and Dad know about any of this?" She asks.

"About what?"

"About this who CSI: Los Angles thing!" She says, turning around looking at me.

I fiddle for words. "No." Is all I say.