Chapter 1- Talya

"Do you know where we're staying?" I asked my sister as I folded clothes into neat piles.

"I think with Auntie Martha and Uncle Ben in their house in Florida," she answered. My sister Skyler wasn't my real sister, and everyone could tell since we looked nothing alike.

Skyler had shoulder-length brown hair which she styled differently every day. She had hazel eyes and smiled constantly. Her fashion sense seemed to have her end up with a new wardrobe every season. She seemed really nice, but if you ever got on her bad side…well, it's not that pretty.

I, on the other hand, am nice all the time no matter what. Just kidding. I was a quiet girl who stuck to a few close friends and had problems letting people in, but when I've gotten mad I've left bruises. My blonde hair was 3 inches longer than Skyler's and my eyes were clear ocean blue. I was taller than Skyler by 2 inches and definitely skinnier. (Don't worry she's not fat, I'm just anorexic…looking.) I'm also 3 months older than her, but she's still had more boyfriends!

When I first met Skyler, I didn't think I'd like her at all.

"Oh God, I have to live here now!?" Skyler said as she walked through the door and threw her luggage on the ground. I looked at her and I couldn't believe who was standing in front of me.

This had to be my new step-sister? She was nothing like me; she looked like one of those girls that ALWAYS had to follow the newest trends, and always had to fit in with the 'cool' people and was always the girl who knew the school's juiciest gossip. I knew I couldn't live with her.

I knew my dad liked her mom and all, and her mom was nice, but why do I have to suffer with a girl like that? Couldn't he have just let me live with relatives?

"What's' wrong with here?" I snapped.

"Well, apparently your house is so small that we have to share a room."

"I'm not that thrilled about it either."

"Can't you just sleep on the couch or something?" I couldn't believe this girl. She was new to my house and she was asking me to sleep on the floor?

"This was my room first!"

"Whatever!" she said, then stomped out of the room. I bent down and unpacked her stuff. I slowly folded her shirts into my dresser and hung her skirts and pants in my closet. I was amazed that I could make it all fit.

"Lya, hurry up and get the stuff downstairs! We have to be at the airport in an hour," Sky called up the stairs.

"Just a minute!" I called down, even though I knew it would be more than just a minute. Sky has way too many clothes. Suddenly I heard a piercing scream from downstairs. I dropped the bag I was holding and raced down the stairs.

"What happened?" I asked breathlessly.

"No way!"

"What?"

"Tyler and Nikki just broke up! I thought they could make it." I groaned.

"Sky, do you really care? We're not gonna see these people again."

"Shut up! I'm in my moment of silence!" I waited a minute before speaking again.

"Are you ready to leave Edmonton behind? I'm sure there's juicer gossip where we're going anyway!"

"First of all, referring back to your earlier question, no, but I tried to break them up before so I could have him. I mean, he has those arms! But now I'm leaving when he's just gotten free! God, life sucks."

"Joint the club."

"Ooh, can I be president?"

"Remind me to switch hair colours on the plane." I went upstairs, picked up our bags, and brought them down to the car. I turned to dad and my step-mom.

"Why are we going again?" My step-mom smiled.

"Your auntie just had a miscarriage. We want to cheer them up by sending them some children to keep care of."

"You sound like you're giving us a way," Skyler said after she lifted her head from her phone since she was texting…again.

"Don't be silly! You love Ben and Martha!"

I pleaded to my dad. "They're not even my real aunt and uncle! Why do I have to go?"

"Sweetie, it's Florida. This is a dream come true for you."

"No, in my dream I went to Florida with my boyfriend and got away from my family!"

"What boyfriend?" snickered Sky. I glared at her. My boy problems were not supposed to be discussed in front of the parents.

"Don't become another Skyler, Talya! Don't get a new boyfriend everyday!" My step-mom called.

"Hey!"

"Let's just go." I reluctantly got into the taxi.

"Don't we have to switch hair colours?" Sky asked from her seat on the plane, which somehow was next to mine. Darn those parents. I don't hate her, she just talks too much.

"That was a joke."

"I don't get it."

"Whatever."

"No! Tell me," Sky whined.

"It doesn't matter."

"Okay, fine." Sky was quiet for only 2 seconds before she started talking again. New record. "I don't get why you wanted to go to Florida. It's all humid and you can barely breathe."

"Are you kidding me? Florida has beaches, wildlife, sharks, whales, marine studies in school!"

"Does it have boys?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, Sky, it has boys, Lots of tanned surfer boys."

"Good, because I care about your…uh…boyfriend issue." She replied with shifty eyes, although I knew she wanted a guy for herself. I had a bet going on with myself that she'll have dated every guy in that town by the end of the first month.