Ferris & Hazel

By: :3

Main Characters:

Ferris: 3/14/98, 16 years, Blonde, F, 5'4", Hobbies: Shopping, Hockey, Romantic Movies, Theater Arts, etc.

Hazel: 3/13/98, 16 years, Brunette, F, 5'3.5", Hobbies: PC games, Martial Arts, Anime/Manga, Psychology, etc.

Hazel: I've made a mistake. A HUGE mistake. It was completely accidental and was never meant to happen. I fell in love with another girl. I mean, I guess being a lesbian isn't a choice, but she's also... my sister. My twin sister.

It happened about a month ago…

…..

February 13 7:10 am

"mmmm…"

Ferris opened her eyes, groggy from the lack of sleep, as she had stayed up studying for a major Pre-Cal test. She glanced at the clock. "7:10… 7:10 OH MY GOD WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!" she squealed. "HAZEL! HAZEL! Wake up we're gonna be late!"

Ferris: Oh my gosh how did I oversleep?! It's been YEARS since I've actually arrived late to school!

"Uh, Hazel! We gotta get dressed sleepy-head get up!"

Hazel: *dreaming Ferris: "Onee-chan, Onee-chan….. I loooovve youuuuuu…" Hazel: "F-Ferris, stop it! We can't do this! We're…"

Hazel bolts upright on her bed. She looks around frantically, only to realize that it had all been a dream.

Hazel: Oh my god that was crazy… What kind of random shit do I even dream of?!

"Woah Ferris, you uh, scared me…" "OH WELL SORRY MRS. I'M GONNA GET A DETENTION, WE OVERSLEPT!" replied Ferris. Hazel stretched her arms out and glanced her head at the clock. "Oh, yeah I guess we did…" Hazel sighed. "Hey, remember that I'M the one who wakes you up every morning ok?" exclaimed Ferris.

Ferris: To believe that you're actually older than me…

Hazel said nothing, still rubbing her eyes as Ferris finished dressing. Before stepping out of bedroom, Ferris asked, "Is toast ok sis? I don't have time to make anything special..." "Whatever you make is fine..." Hazel replied.

Hazel: As long as it's from you~

"Sorry?" Ferris said, wondering if Hazel had said something. "Huh? Oh nothing…" Hazel replied. "Okayyyyy…."

Ferris: Did she say that "as long as it's from me"? I must be daydreaming…

Hazel: Did I really mumble that outloud? *sigh I have to listen to what I'm saying more often…

Both of the girls got ready, brushing their teeth, doing each other's hair, the same routine they had done since middle school. Their parents were divorced, and their mom was always busy with work, often leaving out early in the morning. Ever since then, the twins were always helping each other out, preparing meals for themselves, helping each other out with homework, going out shopping on weekends, and so on. Ferris and Hazel were closer to each other than to anyone else since their days of birth, and nothing would change that...