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Chapter 1
"Isabel get down here right now!" My sisters face contorted into one of glee as she beheld her plan setting into motion. Whipping her dressing gown off, she gave me a push out of the door as she clambered out the window, purposefully scratching her fingers on the way out to watch me squeal. Sighing, my head dropped into my hands as my imagination came up with numerous possibilities of what she could have possibly have set me up for this time.
Her dressing gown lay abandoned by the side, with something peeping out of the pockets. Curiosity overtook me as I bent down to retrieve the possession, and with undiluted glee of my own I noticed it was her family mobile.
Revenge revelled in me as I opened her messages with our dad, and began to type a new message.
Two could play at this game.
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"Move on in ladies" my dad said, hustling us all in the cottage. Yes, I live in a cottage. Or should I say lived. That's right. Dad had expertly broke the news to us while turning red and stuttering- this held great implications for the future.Crawling into bed, I pondered the daily events. Tomorrow, early in a morning, we would board a plane where anything could happen. The plane could crash. I could push Emily out. The possibilities were endless.
Emily, meanwhile, lay in the room next door, texting away on the only device dad hadn't confiscated when he'd read the message sent to him last night. Yet in typical fashion, it would only last a night before her possessions are back in her slimy hands.
Life was destined to change drastically tomorrow, but by how much I couldn't think. Or bear to imagine.
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