Sisters Separated

Chapter 1: The news

A/N If you notice any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors please let me know. I'm only 13 so please don't hate just let me know.

"Say something. Anything." It was the fourth time Ashely gave had given that order. Nothing was deterring her this afternoon. "Say something. Something sexist, racist, homophobic. Please, for me." She begged again, but Megan was fed up with it,

"No Ash. We've been at it all morning; you're never going to be able to reel your temper in. It doesn't even matter, I'm always able to help and I'm not going anywhere." The girls were identical twins who had only spent a few minutes apart at a time but those minutes proved to be fatal for others. During one of the times Megan had left Ashley's side a boy had come up to her and insulted many different cultures all at once, the boy had come out of it with a broken nose and Ashley had no scratches. Their brother was still using the broken nose as an excuse to get what he wanted.

"My dears," it was at that moment that a woman with startingly similar features to the girls entered. She had long flowing blonde hair that reached the end of her torso, soft black eyes and a soft jawline. The mother and daughters can't go anywhere without someone picking the similarities up. On this day the normaly bright and kind eyes looked red, raw and upset, "your father wishes to speak with you in his study. Please remember your manners and don't argue with him, you know how he gets when he has made his mind up. Now go, hurry along." She was met with no verbal response but the girls simply nodded their heads mutely. 

They hated going to their fathers study, usually only their older brother was allowed in to discuss the family business and whenever they asked to come to one of these meetings they were always met with the same response, 'You're much too young and young ladies such as yourselves shouldn't worry yourself and leave it to the men.' They hated 'leaving it to the men' because, as Ashley loved to point out, Megan was much smarter than their older brother and Ashley had a knack for designing. 

"What do you think father wants to discuss?" Ashley finally spoke up though she sounded impatient she waited for her sister to think, not wanting to destroy Megan's temper.

"I'm not too sure but whatever it is is can't be good. Mother looked like she was crying and told us not to argue, she also sounded hoarse and, don't give me that look I know she always sounds that way but she was getting better they don't argue nearly as much, like I was saying, and she only sounds that way after a fight. I guess we'll find out now." The sentence was a small whisper, as to not anger their father. Whilst they were talking they made their way through the winding corridors that they had memorised whilst left to their own devices at four.

There was a loud knock that startled the person inside slightly and Ashley and Megan could hear their father use some colourful swear words that they had always promised not to repeat. The girls mentally winced as they heard these because they were sure of what was coming.

"YOU MAY ENTER!" An angry booming voice rang throughout the corridor of the house but the two girls chose to ignore it and Megan reached out to open the door carefully. Inside their was a desk with various papers covering it in a mess that would surely be dealt with by the end of the day. The tea cup on the desk stood empty and the papers closest to the chair were covered in tea, the girls looked at each other in fear of what they would find further down the room. Still standing in the doorway and silently cursing herself for her stupidity Megan sut the door and looked towards the bookshelf behind the desk. Facing the bookshelf at the end of the room was their father dabbbing ferousciously at his shirt that Megan had caused him to spill tea on moments ago.

"Father I-" Megan started but was silenced by her father waving his hand and saying,

"It is most certainly not forgiven, if that was what you were going to say," he began and received a nod from his youngest daughter, "but as I've already lined a punishment up for both of you there is no reason to visit me later." Megan would have relaxed if he hadn't mentioned another punishment. "You two are to go to boarding school and are to only return either once you have learnt you're lesson or when you graduate, I do not care. Your uniforms are hung up in your wardrobe," The girls were overjoyed at the mention that they would be leaving this horrid place but would never show it as their father could be tricking them, we was know to be that cruel, "But there is a catch," Of course can't he let us be happy and move on no questions asked thought the girls, "your uniforms are different because you are going to different schools, rival schools." Oh no, could this day get any worse?