Found (Sequal to Hidden)

Kids In America

--- Abigail's Point Of View ---

"Usually when you call it's never a good thing so I'm just going to completely skip the 'Hello' and go straight to 'What the hell did you do now?'" I hold my phone to my ear and use my free hand to highlight a passage in my economics textbook.

"It's sad that I can't disagree with you too." Emma answers. "But this time I bring good news."

"What did you do now?" I reiterate, marking down an answer on my worksheet.

"I know it's still a bit soon after the whole incident to be bringing this up, but you know that movie I told you about?"

"The stupid ass documentary they're making about my life?"

"Yeah," she replies laughing, "Well, you won't think it's stupid after this."

"After what?" I ask cautiously and drop my highlighter and sink backwards into the couch.

"Well the other night I was thinking about some things, such as the fact that you managed to convince the entire world that you were someone you really weren't, and I figured, why not try it again?"

"Em, where the hell are you going with this?"

"The movie. Do your fake thing and audition for the movie." She replies simply.

"Why the hell would I do that?"

"To get Harry back."

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Flash forward two weeks and I'm sitting in the auditions office for the production company the documentary team is working with. Nervously tapping their feet or chewing their nails to nubs are girls sitting all around me awaiting their auditions also. I can see similarities to all of them to myself as Abigail and it has begun to freak me out a little. A few have the exact same hair or eye color while others have the same face shape, but wrong eye color.

"Emma Judd?" I respond to my twin sister's name being called by standing and walking over to the woman who had spoken. "Hello, I'm Candace and I will be one of the board members handling your audition."

"Hi, it's nice to meet you." I shake her hand and then follow her back through the hall she had come from.

"Is this your first audition?" She inquires flipping through my resume in her hands.

"It is." I reply, which is far from the truth considering I had 150+ auditions under my belt from school plays, movies, and tv guest appearances.

"Okay, well just as a heads up there is another audition coordinator, a producer, and one of the already casted members sitting in for this since it is for the lead role. Normally the process doesn't work this way, but because of a very explicit request of the lead actor for the male role we are making accommodations because of his status within the production."

"His status?" I question unsure of who this male lead could be.

"Yes, he was someone quite close to Abigail and an agreement of his contract was that he be able to be a part of the process when we casted her role." Candace looks over her shoulder and peers through her glasses as she talks to me.

"I don't remember my sister mentioning someone like that before." I name drop guiltlessly knowing it'll help me land the role.

"You sister?" Candace pauses in the hallway and turns to me, hand on her hip.

"Yeah, I'm Abigail's twin." I respond.

"Oh my." Candace's jaw drops for a second and then she collects herself. "I-I'm sorry for your loss. I hadn't realized that you were her sister until know. Reading over your file I had thought I recognized the name somewhere, but wasn't sure where."