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Chapter 1 The Test Isn't Important Now Huh?

It was a warm Sunday at the Watson's house. Mrs. and Mr. Watson were coming home from a date and had a surprise. They walked inside waiting to see if anyone was there.

Logan Watson came up the stairs with his sister Lindy Watson. They were 16 and having another fight. Jasmine walked up the stairs rolling her eyes. This argument was one of the stupid ones. The fight was about a history test. Out of what twin who should have had the higher score? Lindy studied for 3 weeks and Logan just guessed. Who got the better score. Oh Logan did. He got an A and Lindy got a B-.

"Just give it up you both passed!" Jasmine exclaimed. She was really annoyed at her friends. She should have been on a date with Owen her new boyfriend but nope she had to help Lindy. And Logan of course. She rolled her eyes once more before noticing something at the door. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Watson." They waved waiting for things to die down. Garrett ran up the stairs with Deila. Boy were they late.

"What's going on?" Asked Garrett. He had missed the fight. They explained the delma and Garrett nodded. This was the fab five gang. Deila was the wacky one who was always my favourite. Garrett was the non-configurable one. Jasmine was the fashionista. And Lindy was the smart one and Logan was the opposite. "I think Lindy should have got a better mark," Garrett said before he could think over this words more carefully. Logan looked shocked and Lindy was happy to have someone on he said because Jasmine wasn't playing this game. Deila was the only one not shocked that Garrett chose Lindy over his best friend. Something was going on in between Lindy and Garrett.

Deila got bored of this and moved on very quickly to Lindy's parents. "So what's new?" Delia asked to get rid of the silents. The Watson's took a breath and moved out of the doorway to show a girl. A long blonde haired girl. Her hair went down to her elbow. She had blue eyes. She looked like Lindy and Logan. Delia looked at her than at Logan than Lindy. After a minute of confusion Deila got what the Watson's meant. "Hi it's nice to meet you." Logan looked at the girl very carefully.

"Have I seen you from somewhere?" Logan asked. She shook her head no. Logan continued to think until his parents started to talk.

"So only Delia gets this?" Bob asked as the others nodded. The girl walked up to Lindy. Everyone didn't know what she was going to do. As she got closer to Lindy, Lindy backed away. "Lindy it's fine," Bob reassured his daughter. The girl put out her arms and ran up to Lindy. At first Lindy didn't know what was happening. It was a hug the girl was giving her a hug. But why? Did she know Lindy? The girl looked in Lindy's brown eyes and smiled. She whispered something so quiet that Lindy could barely hear her.

"You're my what?" Lindy yelled. The girl ran behind Deila to hide. Deila gave Lindy a look and Lindy looked guiltily now. "I'm sorry," she started, "I just can not believe that you are my..." She got cut off by the girl. The girl whispered what she had said before.

Delia looked happier now. "Good I'm not the only one who figured that out," Deila said as the girl ran up to Logan. She gave him a glare as Lindy laughed. Logan was shocked. Then she skipped up to Garrett and gave him a pat on the back. Last was Jasmine. The girl looked Jasmine in the eyes. She finally spoke up.

"I'm Katie and we are going to be best friends." Jasmine was confused. "Hi I'm Katie Trott... I mean Katie Watson." She let that sink into everyone. "I am 16. Logan is my brother and Lindy is my sister. I will be going to school tomorrow so if anyone needs a ride come to me." She turned away and sat on the couch. Logan followed her. Katie glared at him. Logan gave her a 'what the heck did I do?' look. "I hate boys Logan. You are a boy so I'm probably gonna hate you." Katie grabbed a blanket and asked Logan to move. She was tried. She came from St. John's to Chigo. Of course she was gonna be tried.

The use to be fab five all went home or to their rooms. Tomorrow was school. Katie's first day.

The week went by as fast as you can read this line. But the next weekend was bad. Really, really, really, really bad.