Hey guys! I've been meaning to start up a new Clique story (while continuing Long Live and another new story that I'll be co-writing), so I sort of just thought this up. I know it's a sort of (or really) unoriginal idea, but I'll try to make up for it in quality. This is basically just a start up chapter to introduce the main plot and such. Anyway, thanks in advance for reading this. I'd really appreciate it if you'd review after you read it, even if it's just a quick, 'I like it!' or 'could be better'. I hope you enjoy it!

"Massie, sweetie, we have something to tell you. Something very important."

I looked up from texting Alicia on my cell phone, surprised by my mother's gravely serious tone. This didn't sound like the usual dinner conversation. I felt a little twinge of fear in the bottom of my stomach. It sounded like one of two things; either I'd done something really bad and they were furious, or someone died. I dropped my phone on my lap and took a sip of water from my glass, showing them that I was paying attention.

My mom glanced nervously over at my dad before opening her mouth. "You see, Massie…well," She paused for a moment, as if wondering what she should say next. "Let's just cut to the chase here…Massie, you have a sister."

I almost choked on my water and my hand flew up to my chest. "Excuse me? I have a what?" I coughed, wondering if I'd heard her right.

My mom nervously fidgeted with her hands. "You have a twin sister. Her name is Felicity and we gave her up for adoption when you were a few months old. She's coming back to live with us." She rambled, her words squishing together and her eyes glued to the floor.

My heart was beating fast. A sister? I had a sister? I'd always wanted a sister, but I never imagined finding out I actually had one. "A twin?" I asked, still disbelieving of what they'd just told me.

"Yes, but you're fraternal twins." My dad replied, his voice a lot calmer than my mom's but his eyes just as nervous.

My mind raced. What kind of person was she? Was she cool? Did she have good fashion sense? Would she like me? Was she pretty? Was she prettier than me? "I want to know everything!" I said, leaning forward.

My mom sighed and put her hands on her lap, but my dad was the one to answer. "You see, when we had you and your sister, we didn't have as much money as we have now. Actually, we had practically nothing." My eyes widened. We used to be poor? "We had hardly enough to take care of you two. We were just getting by. And then…your sister got sick, very sick. We tried to do what we could, but the bills were too high and we couldn't afford it anymore. We had to put her up for adoption. It was the only way we could get her the help she needed."

"Is she okay now?" I asked, feeling a pang of sadness for my sister, even if I didn't know her yet.

My mom nodded, smiling slightly. "She's healthy as of right now. Her life's been rough though, so you're going to have to put aside your pettiness and accept her with open arms. That includes inviting her to join you and your friends, being kind to her at all times, and treating her like a sister."

"Ah-bviously!" I replied, unable to control my excitement. I'm going to have the sister I always wanted! "She can share my room, my clothes, my friends." I rambled. "Anything but Bean and Brownie, she can share." I added. My beloved black pug and gorgeous horse were the only two things I would refuse to share with her. They were all mine.

My parents laughed and my mom added, "She'll be coming tomorrow. We're picking her up from the airport around noon."

My heart stopped for a moment. Tomorrow? That was so soon! I was not prepared for her to come tomorrow. I shook off the feeling of nervousness and made a mental note to do a video chat with the Pretty Committee tonight to pick out an outfit. "Where's she been living all her life?" I asked.

"France." My dad replied, taking a drink from his glass. "Paris, specifically." She lived in Paris? Oh gawd, I bet she has some killer fashion sense. "Now finish up your dinner."

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I grazed through the various shirts and dresses in my closet, desperate to find the perfect outfit for tomorrow. It needed to be gorgeous, yet casual.

"I can't believe you have a twin sister!" Claire cried. I could see her gnawing at her fingernails through the computer screen. We were all video chatting, and I'd just told them about Felicity.

Dylan shook her head in disbelief, scattering her fiery red hair over her shoulders. "Do you know anything about her? What she's like?"

I shook my head and pulled out a cute outfit. "I know nothing about her besides her name." I held it up to show them. "What do you think?"

"Ca-ute!" Alicia trilled, smiling. "You'll definitely impress her tomorrow."

"I better." I muttered nervously under my breath. "Okay girls, I'm going to sleep now. I'll call you tomorrow after I pick her up from the airport. We'll probably all get together or something."

"Night!" They all called, grinning and shutting off their cameras.

I sighed and slipped into bed after shutting down my computer. I'm going to meet my twin sister tomorrow. She's going to love me. She's going to think I'm amazing. We're going to get along great.

I hope.

I hope you liked it! Reviews are greatly appreciated!

Hugs and Kisses

Rosie