As I left from the chem lab,I made sure I didn't pass Tweedle Blonde and Tweedle Brunette. On Wednesdays, I make it a usual schedule to stay away from them at school while Ari skips and goes to Starbucks. I make a B-line to my locker and put in a very complicated combination I rarely remember. As I open it, there's a note on the cover of my math book.
It's Japanese night. Make something spicy.- Ari
I guess my combo couldn't get past twin telepathy. So instead of actually doing something that could forward my career as a designer, I'm making spicy tuna rolls. I wonder if they mistake the wasabi for an edible mask again. I slam my locker door shut in frustration but forgot to take the math book back so my dramatic gesture just seems ridiculous now.
"Tough day huh? Want some gum?" Sam offered.
"Nah," I declined. "I'd rather cook food for ungrateful family and spend my life in that craphole but on the outside, it looks like a mansion." I said as I took a strip of cinnamon gum.
"What are you gonna do this time?"
"I'm gonna do what Cady did in Mean Girls," I said simply. "Add a special ingredient that give anorexics nightmares: Trans fat."
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Cinderella. And Her Twin Sister
Novela JuvenilEveryone knows the classic tale of Cinderella. The slipper, the prince, the nasal stepsisters *shudder*. But not many know of the Cinderella who looked just like her. Ari and Savi were best friends. Sisters. Twins. Then their mother died, leaving th...
