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"Well then, I suggest you teach me something I don't already know then," I whispered, tracing my finger over his lips.

Africa is in awe of her twin Asia, often feeling overlooked therefore underestimating her talents. She's studious, Asia's not. She uses her brain, Asia's uses beauty. So alike, yet so different.

Africa's done. Done with a squeaky clean record, done with her good girl image. A transformation was the plan. However Asia is not all to happy about being challenged.

The girls soon compete with one another, setting bars higher and higher, getting in trouble more and more, taking unthinkable risks to the point where it's now clear this is no longer a competition but it's now who they are - leaving terrible consequences for those in their path.