This is just a start type thing. I'm not sure if i want to continue with it or not. So feedback would be nice.
You know those two twins that no one can tell apart? The ones that pretty much need a name tag to decipher who is who? Well I happen to be 1/2 of a set of twins like that. You see my name is Trinity Rose Thorn. I am 17 years old, and 4'12 with a tiny figure. But trust me when I say that I don't even come close to lacking in the boob department, at a rather large C cup, and I also have curves in all the right places. My sister's name is Samantha Emerald Thorn, and she is exactly like me in size, shape, and everything else.
Now think back to my first question. You might think it's rare to find twins who are so identical in every aspect that even their parents can't tell them apart. Well in truth it's not as rare as you think. Actually for me, everywhere you turn there are identical twins everywhere. There isn't such a place? Well that's where your wrong. I live in a house that is pretty much like a sorority house. There is a reason, and that reason is because when parents have kids that they can't tell apart, they get frustrated. Then this and that happens and the kids eventually end up under government custody and living at the Twin House. Every set of twins here are identical to an extreme. We have over 36 sets of twins staying at our house/mansion currently. The ages range from 4 to 25. Some of us were handed over by our parents, taken by Child Protective Services, or sent from foster homes and orphanages. We all have different backgrounds but we are still all one big family.
"TRISTAN, SAM! GET DOWN HERE," Sapphire calls from down stairs. Sapphire and Ruby are the oldest at 25. They were sent here by their parents when they were 12. When they got here they both had long blonde hair and hazel eyes. Now Sapphire still has blonde hair while Ruby died hers a dark brown. Here hair dye is a normal thing to see in almost every bathroom. Because that's the most common way that we help give ourselves our own name. Piercings, tattoos, hair dye, make-up, jewlery; they are all ways that we use to make ourselves unique. The government pays for everything we need to, so it's all cool. I look over at Sam. Her long black hair almost reaches her hips. Her light mint green eyes that we both have are ringged thickly with black eyeliner. I glance at myself in the mirror. My waist-long blonde, pink, and black hair is straight. My mint green eyes are ringged thickly with black eyeliner. The small studs on either side of my bottom lip shines from the light in the room.
"Well let's go see what she wants," Sam says. I nod in agreement and we walk out of the room. Isabella skips past me and straight to Sam. Sam picks her up and tickles her tiny tummy. Annabelle jumps on my back causing me to laugh. Izzy and Belle are the youngest at 4 years old. Their parents died in a fire and the goverment sent them here, they were 2 at the time. They share the same dar red-brown hair and golden brown eyes. To a random stranger on the street they are completely identical. But to all of us, they are easy to tell apart as if they were to completley random people with no connection. Izzy loves the color red, and is always wearing it. It is usually her favorite red converse. While Belle loves purple and always has on her favorite purple converse. Izzy also has a small little scar on her forehead between her eyes.
"Let's go see what they want," I say to Belle who nods happily. We walk down the stairs and into the living room where Sapphire and Ruby are.
"Girls we have a new set coming, get ready. There parents are checking out to make sure that this will be a good place for them," Ruby says. I nod and turn to Belle.
"Let's go get ready," I ask. She nods happily at the idea of new people. I giggle and head upstairs to her room to help her get dressed. Well this should be interesting.
