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

twenty nine

ANNIE LAKEN

Today is going to be interesting. Either I'm going to win Grayson or forever be heartbroken by this boy. I'm not sure which one it will be because anything is possible in my world.

Yesterday, after my nap, I ate a burrito with Emma and Ethan. I felt like I was hardcore third wheeling, my whole mind set was negative. I never imagined myself eating a burrito out of hate.

A little later, Ethan got ahold of Grayson, literally screaming at him about just going off without a single word. Supposedly, Grayson just needed to hear what Freya had to say so they went for a drive.

That's when Ethan, Emma, and I then formed our plan.

Tomorrow, we are all going to the beach. Our first plan of action is for Ethan to "playfully" pick me up and throw me in the water. Hopefully, Grayson will get jealous and be pissed at his brother.

If Grayson doesn't seem to notice, we are going to set Freya up so her and I are alone. This should be easy I'm guessing since she hates me, and probably wants to threaten me or something. Emma is going to follow behind us and record the whole situation.

But, maybe Freya will just hurt me before have the chance to be alone, I'm not really sure.

If none of these plans work, I'm literally going to go home and cry in my bed.

Walking over to my box that was labeled "underwear drawer" I dug through it, trying to locate one of my many swimsuits. I needed to find the cutest one so I looked better than that skank, Freya.

Picking up a no-strap, white floral bikini with very cheeky bottom, I held them up, turning around to face Emma who was throwing her hair up into a ponytail.

"Is this one cute?" I asked, still squatting down just in case I had to find a different one. I watched as Emma's eyes widened.

"Oh my god, yes, he'll definitely be all over you in that!" She freaked out, jumping up and down in excitement. Emma was definitely more excited for today than I was.

Cracking a smile, I stood up. "I hope so, that's the plan." With that, I walked to the bathroom, throwing my clothes off and shoving them behind the bathroom door, not feeling like picking them up. 

Slipping on my bikini, I twisted and twirled in the mirror, making sure that every curve of my body was on point.

Looking at my hair, I instantly felt indecisive, not know what I should do with it.

Groaning, I opened the door, "Dude, what the fuck should I do with my hair."

Emma turned her head, sitting on her vanity. Her jaw dropped, seeing the bikini I was in. "Dude what the fuck why are you so hot, why couldn't have I gotten some of your hotness?"

This made me laugh, "Em, you're literally just as hot as me, but for real, what should I do."

She stared at me, trying to decided as well. "Put your hair into a cute little bun, and wear your cute sunglasses."

Smiling, I said, "Okay!" And waddled towards her to grab a scrunchie. We decided to combine all of our scrunchies since we both had a lot and wanted variety. Emma knew exactly what drawer I was heading for and started rummaging through it.

"I'll find the floral one." She said, finding it after a couple digs. Emma handed it to me and I put it on my wrist. Throwing my hair over my head,
I began to smooth down all my bumps. Trying my hardest to make it a 'perfect messy bun' I failed, trying again.