it started with a dare (COMPLETED)

15) perfect?? no such thing

Plz, watch the video! 

You are all gorgeous and beautiful the way you are! <3 

The twins have a talk and Zoe learns an important lesson ;) 

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Flashback~

"Mom! Guess what! I got another hundred!" Addalyn says, with a grin. We just got home from school and the whole car ride home from school was filled with dad and Addy chattering about her 100's in school. We were only in 3rd grade and she had awesome grades. Meanwhile, here I was with a few C's and a few B's. At least I was passing. 

"Awesome! Let's go out to your favorite place to eat for dinner," mom cheers. She didn't even notice I was there. "Ooh, how about Pizza Hut?" Addalyn asks. "Sure," my mom and dad agree.

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Perfect. I always wanted to be the perfect twin. I was competitive and it was my goal to be the perfect twin. Of course, I gave up in 7th grade. Addalyn still crushed me in everything. 

She had better grades. She had way more boys after her. My parents obviously gave her whatever she wanted. They were always on her side. They spoiled her. And she was always the prettier one. 

Anyways, I didn't care about my grades once 7th grade ended. I knew she was always going to be better. The worst thing was, she didn't even notice she was perfect. She just went along with it. She had more friends, she stole mine as well. Ember and Ethan were my friends once high school started. 

The only person she never attempted to steal from me was surprisingly Luca Martinez. 

Anyways, I just stopped caring about my grades and my social life. Especially when Luca left me in 8th grade. Addy might have been there for me but she was part of the reason I was always sad and depressed. 

I don't even know why I'm talking about the past. It was all in fucking middle school. I'm a junior now. 

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"Zoe, what do you think about this?" Addalyn comes down in a blue-green shimmery dress. We were going to a wedding in a few days for our family friends. They were friends with mom and dad and didn't have any kids. 

"Perfect," I sigh. She looked flawless as usual. "Why the long face?" she frowns. "Nothing," I cover it up with a fake smile. I have been doing the fake smile thing for a while now-my whole damn life. 

"Ok, go try on yours," Addalyn picks up a pale yellow dress. "Now?" I whine. "Go, mom needs to know the dresses fit by dinner," she says with a sigh and plops down on the couch still wearing her perfect dress. 

"Ok," I go to my room to change into the dress. 

I go downstairs where Addy is waiting to see me in the dress. "It's fucking gorgeous on you. You look so awesome," Addalyn squeals and hugs me. 

But it's not perfect. 

I don't really hate dressing up but right now I wasn't in the mood. 

"What do you mean it's not perfect?" Addalyn says with a slight frown. "Did I say that out loud?" I wince when she nods. "I just meant yours is like perfect. You're always perfect and there's me. I have to work so fucking hard to be like you and no one fucking notices. The whole Miller family literally praises you," I blurt out and wince when her smile falls. 

"You're so fucking gorgeous. You get all the guys- which I don't care about. Ok, fine maybe I care a little," I go on. "Wait, stop. Is this what this is about?" Addy asks. 

"Why you've been so freaking distant with me in middle school?" she asks and sits down. "Yeah," I answer, sitting next to her. 

"This is stupid. There is no such thing as being perfect. It's impossible. I don't have a perfect life- not at all," Addalyn says. "I never said you did," I mumble. 

"It kinda sounded like you did," she says and I roll my eyes, knowing she's right. "If this is about our parents favoring us, come on Zo, you should know they love us equally," Addalyn sighs. She finally used my nickname- Zo. I call her Addy and she calls me Zo. Well called. 

We used to call each other those nicknames, I still do but she stopped. 

"It's not that," I sigh. "I don't even know at this point. Senior year is coming and I'm not ready," I croak. 

I am not going to cry. 

"It's like you know what you're going to be and you're ready to leave and then there's me. I don't want to be the failure even though I know I am," I say, and a tear slips out. 

"Aw, honey. I wish you told us this earlier," my mom gushes. I hadn't realized her and my dad were home from work already. 

"It's fine," I say, and more tears slip out. 

"No, it's not. I felt like that too when I was your age. I always thought your aunt was way better and perfect than me. Turns out, my family and friends loved me for who I was. We love you for who are too," my mom adds and gets all mushy. 

Usually, I hate getting mushy but right now I need it. 

"Thanks, guys, I need that," I mumble and pull out of the family hug we had going on. 

"I'll go make dinner. Also, you two look gorgeous and perfect in your dresses," mom said, with a smile. "I agree, you two look so beautiful. Eli is a lucky guy," my dad says. 

"And, whoever who comes to our stubborn Zo," my dad adds with a chuckle. 

Yes, all of you guys heard right- you are all perfect, pretty, gorgeous, and smart. 

No one is a higher rank than another person.