Just a little thing I thought of.
Max twirled the straw of her icee distractedly.
"You wanted to see me, Max?" She says, raising her eyebrows.
"Stop calling me 'Max', Max. That's your name." Maya snapped.
"And you're my clone." Max muttered, glaring.
"No. I am me. Not you. A totally seperate entity. And I would appreciate if you could treat me as such." She stabbed her macaroni angrily, accidentally poking a hole in the styro-foam bowl.
Max rolled her eyes and looked around the little diner to delay answering. Washington. Why Washington? It's been raining since yesterday. She looked out the window and sighed. Maya smiled sardonically. "What? Don't like Port Angeles?" She looked smug.
"Uh, no. I prefer Los Angeles, in fact." Max muttered. Then she noticed the smile. "What?"
Maya looked ready to burst. "I told you! I'm a totally different person!" She was pretty much bouncing in her seat. Max sat up straighter.
"Okay... I guess. So, do you think that girl -Star, right?- could have been right about us being twins?"
"Everything's possible." Maya said with a full-out grin. She brandished her loaded fork like a magic wand before popping it in her mouth.
Next few chapters are gonna be one-shot-y. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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