Skype - 1.
"She's not a cheerleader!" Amy shouted at her coach, pointing to the girl that was most commonly known as Samey. The latter looked down at her shoes, as she sat only a few feet away from her twin sister. The coach, who didn't even spare the younger twin a look, trying to calm the raging blonde.
"Can't you just kick her out? I want her out! She doesn't deserve to be a cheerleader if she can't perform one simple move!" She argued louder, her arm movements more wild than before. Samey sighed, and kept her head down as her sister would continue to argue with the coach. What hurt Samey most was that her sister was right. Although, she had a reason for why she couldn't allow herself to perform the grand finale of their routine.
After a few loud banters later, Amy roughly tapped Samey's shoulder and the younger twin looked up to meet Amy's hard gaze. Samey didn't quite understand how her sister was a lot prettier than her, if the two were identical. But alas, Amy's skin was a lot more cleaner and softer, her eyes were clearer and the beauty mark on her cheek would intensify her general appeal.
"Tell him, Samey! Why couldn't you cooperate in our cheerleading routine?" Amy snarled. Samey looked down, as she felt both sets of eyes set on her. She was embarrassed about what had happened and felt the blood rush into her cheeks. She knew exactly what had happened, but since her sister was in the room, she needed to perform a lie to cover the truth up.
"I wasn't wearing anything underneath my skirt," she mumbled, her blush reached over her neck and colouring her pale cheeks. Amy, from the corner of Samey's eyes, had smirked whilst the coach looked disappointed.
"And why was that?" The coach asked, leaning forth to listen in one Samey's explanation. The younger blonde had a flashback of what happened, with Amy throwing her underwear into her locker, whilst she was only in her crusty old towel. Samey shuddered at the memory and looked up to meet with Amy's intimidating glare. She looked back down at her feet and quickly made up a response for the coach.
"I just forgot," Samey replied. The coach sighed, a look of disgust on his face and turned to face Amy. Samey knew what would happen next and continued to hang her head until she was dismissed.
"Well," the coach said, loud enough to bring attention to Samey who rose her head in response. The coach kept a good poker face, although he couldn't hide the look of disloyalty that was visible through his eyes.
"It pains me so much to see one of our greatest cheerleaders to go," he sighed. Lies, Samey thought to herself. She knew that he was just saying that to make her feel better. "Though, it needs to be done."
And with that, the meeting was dismissed, with Amy thanking the coach and leaving with Samey followed close behind her. The younger twin walked the halls of their school, hanging her head in shame and embarrassment as the her classmates would shoot repulsed glances or whisper the little white lies Amy had shared with the world about her.
When the twins reached change room, Amy let Samey enter first, although stuck her leg out for her to trip on. Knowing what her sister wanted, Samey trudged forth and let her sisters perfectly waxed leg stop her from walking and purposely tripped and landed on her face hard.
She lay there for a little, whilst her sister would laugh with the other girls gathered in the change room would laugh with her. Samey knew that she was the weakest of the school thanks to Amy. Even the nerds would laugh at her, if they ever got the chance.
As the laughter died down, the girls left the change room purposely avoiding contact with Samey and flinching wildly if they came too close. Samey stood up, brushing the unneeded dirt from her dirty uniform and tried to find her school uniform in her locker.
"Looking for this?" Amy asked, waving the traditional uniform in front of Samey. The younger blonde sighed and nodded slowly. Amy smirked and walked up to Samey, standing a little taller for the extra height she could use to intimidate her sister. Samey knew not to meet her gaze and kept her focus on her shoes.
"Well guess what?" Amy whispered. Unknowingly, Samey arched her head up to meet with Amy's cold blue eyes. The dominant twin taunted Samey by making a quick head motion, causing Samey to duck her head in fear. Her smirk grew wider.
Samey would have tried to snatch the uniform off Amy, but she knew that Amy would find a way for her to receive a punishment. Instead, the younger blonde just listened in on what her sister had to say.
"You can't have it..." Amy didn't finish the sentence immediately, making Samey nervous as she shuddered uncomfortably. "Dry."
And with that, Amy had tossed Samey's clean uniform into the running showers, the clothes dampening quickly. She laughed, and shoved Samey against the wall of her locker and left the change room immediately.
"See you later, Samey!" She called out, a tone of mockery in her voice. Samey sighed and walked into the shower in her cheerleader's uniform, and picked up her wet clothes. She quickly turned the shower off and walked out of the shower rooms.
She lay her wet clothes on the rack behind her locker and let them dry for a little until the school bell rang. Samey checked the clothes, and was disappointed to find that they were still quite damp. Sighing, she quickly got herself changed into the wet uniform, having to adjust her skirt so it wouldn't cling to the inside of her legs.
Once fully dressed, Samey went over to find her next class, dashing to her locker. She unlocked it quite fast and took out her books. She took one glimpse of her sitting by Amy with her parents behind them, smiling shyly whilst holding up her uniform with Amy smiling more confidently and happier with her captain's uniform. Sighing, Samey closed the locker door and walked down the corridor's halls to find her class.
As she entered the class, she could feel everyone's eyes on her, and in response, she hung her head in shame. The professor watched as Samey took the only seat available, which was beside Amy. Amy smirked when she saw her sister's timidness as she entered the classroom later.
"Hey sis!" She greeted, putting on a rather fake smile. Samey hung her head low but muttered a quick "hi" to her sister. Amy smirked and leant further back in her chair, leaving her open notebook and textbook for Samey to use. The younger twin sighed and put her own books on the floor by her feet whilst she moved Amy's stuff to in front of her.
Samey began completing the questions the professor had set for them, answering each one in a rapid speed. Amy liked to use Samey's intelligence to her own accord, and often meddled with her to get her own ways. The older twin pulled out her phone from her pocket and began texting her long-term boyfriend who Samey was still yet to learn the name of.
The class continued, with the professor asking some questions in general and Amy would answer some of them, with the help of Samey writing the answer in front of her. In response to her answers, the professor would praise Amy and try and encourage Samey to answer some also.
When class ended, Amy left immediately, leaving all her workbooks and items scattered over Samey's side, for the submissive twin to collect. Everyone else had left the room, whilst Samey was still piling everything onto her books and carrying what most kids would assume was a shitload. Most times, Amy would take out unnecessary books out for Samey to add onto her load.
Samey managed to walk towards her's and Amy's locker, carefully making sure that all the books were arranged neatly and ordered. School was out for her, and Amy, so she pulled out her phone and house keys and quickly pocketed them before she wandered off towards the changing rooms.
The first thing she noticed was that all the current cheerleaders we all changed and in their uniforms. Everyone knew that this place was normally out of bounds for the non-cheerleading girls, but Samey had to officially withdraw from her position as 'Cheerleader Minor'. She pulled out her uniform from her locker and went in search to find Amy.
The other girls either ignored or shot her looks of hatred as she passed. When Samey finally saw Amy, she saw the older twin chatting with one of the assistant captains about a possible upcoming performance that Samey would not be a part of. Amy smirked when she saw Samey and ushered the assistant captain away from her.
"So," she began. "Do you have your uniform?" Samey nervously held up the uniform. The girls around them saw what was going on and watched the two intently. Amy smirked and reached over to the side to grab the stick of red lipstick.
She used her spare hand to brush out the hair from Samey's face and drew a sharp line from the corner of her forehead to her opposite cheek. Then she mirrored the action again, leaving Samey with a red 'X' on her face. Of course, Amy wasn't finished yet. She then swapped the red lipstick out for a tub of mascara. She held it up in front of Samey, the younger' eyes set heavily on the brush.
Without a word spoken, Amy closed Samey's eyes with her thumbs and messily applied the mascara onto her closed eyes, purposely making the space below her eyes darker. She closed the lid and smiled at her work. For one last effect, Amy ripped a sticky note from her planning book and stuck it on Samey's forehead before writing something on it quickly.
"All set!" Amy giggled. "You may leave now." And with that, the other girls surrounded Samey and hoisted her onto their shoulders and running as a pack towards the field. Screaming, Samey watched as the scenes changed and how the ground looked when she saw thrown off their shoulders.
Samey lay on her back in the shortly cut grass as the cheerleaders began their exercise routine. Samey closed her eyes, picturing a happier life without her bossy sister and her ugly high school life. She could imagine many fantasies about how she could live happier and easier without a specific sister in her life, although she told herself every time that she would just have to deal with it.
"Oh my gosh, Samey!" Amy groaned as she stood above the younger twin. Amy looked angry, her hands by her hips and her eyes more stressed out than normal. Samey hesitantly sat up but only for Amy to push her back on the ground.
The sky was reasonably darker now, meaning that time had passed since Samey lay on the ground with the many happy thoughts flooding her mind, and with Amy's stressed face in Samey's view, the happy thoughts had exploded into sadness.
"The bus had just left and you're still lying on the ground like a dead person!" Amy groaned. "Why can't you do anything right?" She asked rhetorically before she began walking towards the road. Samey sighed, standing up and following Amy to the bus stop. When they got their, the clouds had swarmed over them, and was threatening rain.
"Samey! Hand me your jumper now!" Amy demanded, holding her arms to keep warm. She was still in her cheerleading uniform, still taunting the younger twin with her position. Samey shrugged her jumper off and handed it to Amy, who quickly put it on. Amy shot her one dirty look before she stood under the bus stop roof, which was now full of students from their school.
"Looks like someone forgot to use a mirror," one of the freshman girls chuckled as they saw Samey. A few others looked up to examine Samey and quickly turned to their friends to laugh. Others paid no attention what-so-ever. She obviously wasn't popular with the freshman year level either.
"Wait, isn't she the one who was kicked from the cheerleading squad?" Another girl asked. And after that, everyone had looked up at Samey and began gossiping and collecting theories about what had happened. Samey looked at Amy, who was standing further away from her with her arms folded and a smirk evident on her face.
The bus showed up a few minutes later, and Samey waited for everyone to enter the bus until she could go on, as everyone had shoved her aside or yelled insults or phrases at her to scare her off. Samey knew she shouldn't be too intimidated but she couldn't rise up against anyone, otherwise she would have to face consequences.
Once everyone else had piled on, Samey tried to get on although the bus driver had rudely shut the door on her face, leaving Samey alone outside. She sighed, and began walking away from the bus stop and towards her house, which was a fair distance away.
The rain came pouring down soon after and the makeup that Amy had applied to Samey's face began rolling down her cheeks and onto her white dress top. She didn't let that stop her from walking, although thoughts of what her parents would say flashed into her mind, thickening Samey's already saddened mood.
Once Samey had arrived at her house, she gently opened her family's expensive three story house and entered through the halls. The large theatre/kitchen room was dimly lit and she saw her parents making out hotly on the couch whilst an adult movie was being played.
Immediately, she ascended the stairs, to the next floor and was met with the sight of a male pinning her sister against her door, whilst snogging her fully. Samey watched for any signs of movement, but it seemed as if that this male, who Samey assumed was Amy's boyfriend, wasn't going to move any time sooner.
So instead, Samey walked towards the bathroom and locked herself in. She sat on the toilet seat with her head in her hands and sighed.
She pulled out her phone and quickly unlocked it, before she began browsing through some of the apps she could get.
One with a blue 'S' captivated her attention, and quickly downloaded it onto her phone. As it loaded, she heard the throaty moans in the hallway and made a gagging motion with her mouth.
Once it downloaded, Samey took in the name of it.
"Skype," she said to herself. She hummed in approval and opened the app, before it asked her to log on. Of course, Samey didn't have a previous account, so she had to sign up for it quickly, entering her phone number and name before inserting a profile pic of a lonely blue flower in a paddock of red flowers.
She logged herself in and accidentally clicked the number pad button. With nothing else to do, Samey entered a few numbers into the system and pressed the green call button, and was shocked to hear it when it began ringing.
All of a sudden, a name appeared on her screen and a low male's voice was heard.
"Hello?" He asked. Samey froze, unsure of what to say and bit her lower lip. She put the phone to her each and opened her mouth to speak, when she was interrupted.
"Is anyone there?" He asked again.
"Uh, yeah! Sorry," Samey replied. A sigh of relief was heard on the other side.
"Good, I thought I'd go crazy after one more prank call!" He chuckled. Samey bit her lower lip, unsure about how to respond to what he had said.
"So what's your name?" He asked. Samey froze and pondered before answering.
"My name is Sammy," she said. "Though everyone calls me Samey."
"Why?"
Samey blushed in embarrassment. She didn't really think it would make sense to anyone who didn't know her. In fact, most freshmen don't even know why she's called Samey either.
"Um, because my older sister calls me that and everyone else follows along," Samey explained. "It's like Same-Amy."
"So your sister's name is Amy?" Samey's eyes widened. They weren't gonna make fun of her?
"Yeah?" She replied meekly. The male on the other side went silent.
"Well, Sammy is a nice name," he complimented. Samey blushed again.
"Thanks," she replied.
"No problem!" The guy on the other end chuckled. "So, uh, why'd you Skype me?"
If the guy could see Samey now, then he would definitely see how nervous and red he was making her.
"I was just testing the app out," she replied honestly. "My sister doesn't really allow me to have any apps!"
"Do we need to talk about your sister?" The guy on the other end asked, a tone of annoyance. Samey gaped.
"Uh," she tried to speak. "I guess not." The was a long pause.
"Oh, uh," he chuckled nervously a little. "Seems like I gotta go right now!" Samey frowned.
"Oh," she replied. "See ya."
"Hey, cheer up, Sammy!" He told her. After hearing her real name begin recited, she smiled brightly.
"Okay," she giggled. The other person giggled, too.
"Well it was nice meeting you Sammy," he said. "Hopefully we'll chat again some other time!" And like that, he had hung up. But it didn't matter as much, since he had made Samey's sad mood turn happy.
Samey got up and looked at herself through the mirror. For once, she didn't see herself as a clone of Amy. Instead, she saw herself as an individual.
She was Sammy - not Samey.
How was this? This is my new Samey-centric fiction. I'm aiming for around 20-30 chapters for this story and I do hope that this is worthy of reading.
Anyways, so the main focus of this fiction is who was the other person that Samey was Skyping?
Hope it isn't that bad!
Anyways, happy readings!
- Blue