Separated

Sister from 15 and a half years ago

Wassup?! My name is Everleigh Grace Herron. Yup, that's right, Herron. As in the famous singer, Zach Herron's Twin sister. Never heard of me? Yea, well, my last name was "Cooper" until last Tuesday. I live in Austin, Texas. I was raised by a single mother, and was trained to never, EVER, ask questions regarding my father, so I didn't. Until I had to write about my family for a school project, I then found out that I not only had an AWOL father, but a twin brother as well. Apparently, my Mother and Father got into a very large argument when Zach and I were 18 months old. My mother still won't tell me what they were fighting over, but it must have been pretty important because my parents went into a custody battle in court. My mom ended up with me, and my dad with Zach. This information had already turned my world upside down, but then I found out that my fraternal twin brother was the no other than the famous "Zach Herron," 1/5 of Why Don't We, the band my best friend, Vanessa, never stops talking about. I on the other hand, didn't see what was so special about them, they're just another average boy band. Except this average boy band happened to contain my twin brother. The worst part is, my mom knew that Zach was a part of Why Don't We, and never even told me! (Mom of the year right there ladies and gentlemen)

That brings us to now. I am currently on a plane, flying to LA to meet my brother for the first time since I was a baby. My mom wouldn't allow me to meet my father, who still lives in Dallas, but I convinced her to take me to one of Why Don't We's summer shows, in order to meet Zach. That summer show just happened to be in LA, I know my mom would have preferred somewhere closer to Texas, but tonight was their last concert for a very long time, and I insisted on meeting my brother.

I don't plan on telling Zach. I mean, what would I even say? "Oh hey, you don't know me, but I'm your twin sister from Texas. We were separated at birth, but I'm here now so what's up?!" Just doesn't sound too great, if you ask me. I just want to meet him, I guess to see who he is, and what he's like. I mean, of course a small part of me is hoping that he would recognize me, or at least say I look familiar, but that is highly unlikely considering this boy can't remember what shoes he put on, much less his sister from 15 and a half years ago.

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