A prestigious school, twins, and a makeover. How can this cause so much trouble? Read to find out! Thanks to @spcast4 for the cover(:

The memory is fresh in my brain. I remember wanting to yell for help but the words were trapped in. My hands shaking with freight. I remember how the mans rough hands felt as he had his ways with me. My vision getting blurrier with each second that passed, until the last thing that I saw was a figure of someone pulling the man away from me. And the next thing I knew I was in the hospital surrounded by my family. "You're okay now sweetie," I remember my mother saying. I wanted to believe her, but I knew that I would never be okay, okay ever again. The months went by slowly. My family did their best in trying to forget the incident, and it helped a lot. And since that day, I've been looking for the man that saved me. So far there's been no sign of him, but I'm not giving up. I need to thank him for everything.