My Secret Twin Sister//Emma Chamberlain + Dolan Twins +James Charles

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ANNIE LAKEN

I was completely done with all bullshit at this point. No more caring about what people thought, no more caring about trying to convince people my side, and no more caring about what I said or did. Senior year is going to be over in a week and I won't ever have to see these faces again.

Everything about today shocked me. One, why did Asher hit me? He had no reason to. Also, why was everyone all of a sudden on my side? Lastly, why did Noelle try and be my friend? Why was everyone suddenly being nice to me now?

It didn't make any sense, none of it did.

Walking into my room, I had the worst headache. My parents were still at work, and I'm hoping they won't bother me when they come home. I'm sick of them too. They don't understand me at all, like why have a kid when you're not going to even try and be a good parent?

I rolled my eyes thinking about them, grabbing my laptop, I started to scroll through Twitter. All I wanted to do was check if James had tweeted anything about the contest. It ended at midnight, but I'm sure he had started watching the videos.

Scrolling through, I saw a tweet from him.

@jamescharles Good morning Sisters! I've already started watching the videos that are already submitted, and I'm literally sister shook. It's going to be so hard only picking two

My stomach did a flip, wondering if he's come across my video yet. I really hope he likes it, I tried my absolute hardest to make it the best I could.

Scrolling down my feed some more, I saw that Grayson tweeted.

@graysondolan NEVER hit a girl

My face turned red, obviously knowing this tweet is about me. It's crazy how much he cares about me when he barely knows me. We've been texting constantly, and I can't explain how I'm feeling. I'm actually feeling genuinely happy for once. Not a fake happy, a real happy, all because of one person, Grayson Dolan.

My phone buzzed, and I looked down at it. It was a text from Grayson.

Gray: How are you feeling?

The last time I texted him I was frantically driving away from my school, and where everything went down. I told him what happened, and told him I'd text him when I got home. But he texted me first, just thinking about that makes my stomach turn.

Me: I'm feeling okay. Just can't wait to leave this hell hole and never come back.

I set down my phone on my dresser so I could grab a t-shirt and a pair of shorts to change into. All I wanted to do was lay in my bed, watch YouTube, and talk to Grayson. Today wasn't a good day at all. Even if everyone was on my side for a couple minutes, they weren't on my side for months before. Words hurt, some people don't understand that.

Changing, I got comfortable in my bed, waiting for midnight to come around. It was about 4:00, and I knew it would take forever especially since I'm such an anxious person.