Sibling Rivalry

Sibling Rivalry

DoubleKK

A/N: I doubt that anyone remembers my original ClairexGray story, cause I don't think anyone who was on then is around anymore. This is my attempt at remake of it. Review please!

My life is over.

I used to say this all the time when I was a teenager, which wasn't really that long ago. For small stuff, like not being able to go to the mall with my friends, or being grounded from borrowing the car for a week. But this isn't some stupid teenage problem. This could potentially end my life as I know it, or damage it beyond repair.

Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a tiny bit.

It began a few days ago. I came outside, thinking it was going to be a perfectly normal summer day. I did my morning chores happily, whistling some random tune as I worked. I didn't notice an envelope sticking out of my mailbox until about an hour after I had gotten up. When I did, I took it out, and read the return address. Then I screamed. Loudly.

Okay, maybe I overreacted a little. I mean, I hadn't even read the letter yet. Most normal, mature adults would have perfectly happy to get a letter from their sister. You know, you hate each others guts when you're kids, but then get over it when you're not forced to live together anymore. Some are even friends with their siblings. So my reaction was definitely not normal. I was horrified. Even despite my displeasure, you couldn't exactly call my sister and me, 'normal'.

It was even less typical for me to hate my own sister, because of the fact that we were twins. Identical, except that she had dyed her blonde locks auburn and when to get it professionally curled every week. Are you starting to see my point here? There wasn't any 'twin telepathy' between us, mostly because of the fact that she was a shallow little bitch.

Amanda. That was the name of the brat I had to live with for eighteen years and call family. And we shared everything. Anything I owned, she had a right to it. And that wasn't the only reason I despise my twin. There are too many to count, one of the biggest involving my cousin Jack and a guy named Alex. But I'm not about to re-tell that nightmare.

Anyway. So when I got the letter, I screamed loud enough for the whole town to hear. And I wasn't surprised when Cliff, who had been walking down the street innocently, came running through the gate of my farm. "What's wrong?!" he asked frantically, searching me for any bullet holes or other possible injuries.

Ha. That's a good one. Like anyone would ever get shot in Mineral Town.

"I got a letter from my sister!" I yelled at him in despair. He seemed surprised, as he didn't know of my hatred toward my own flesh and blood.

"So?" he asked, rather confused. "What did it say? Did someone, like, die or something?"

I realized as I looked at him that I hadn't even opened the letter yet. "Oh." I said stupidly. "Actually, I haven't read it yet."

Cliff just looked at me like I would be better placed in an asylum. I tore open the seal, mentally preparing myself for what horrors may lay inside.

Claire,

You have no idea what it took for me to get your address. Your town isn't anywhere on the internet and no normal people have any idea that it exists, either. Whatever. If this doesn't reach you, it's not my fault. Anyway, how are things? I heard that your whole village has less people than our grad class…

This isn't so bad, I thought. All she seemed to be doing was making conversation. But knowing Amanda, there was some dark, ulterior motive to it. I kept reading, and when I got past all the fake-politeness crap, I found the worst part and the point of the letter.

So I was thinking. I decided that it would nice to get away for a bit, take a break from the city. So what better place to go than a dead little town like yours? I decided I will be coming to visit you for a while. I will be coming on July 12th, so see you soon!

Your sister,

Amanda

The scream I let out next could have shattered every window in town, plus awaken the dead.

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No one in town seemed to sympathize with me much. After a string a swear words from Cliff after I screamed ion his ear, all he said was, "You overreact to everything. How could she be that bad?" Given, I had nearly just burst his eardrum, so he wasn't too pleased with me anyway.

My friends were a bit better. I told Ann about my miserable childhood with the sister form Hell over the counter at the Inn. But after I finished, she seemed unimpressed.

"Really? That kind of sucks." she said while cleaning a wine glass, though she didn't sound like she had been listening. "But try living with my dad. When I was eleven, that's right, eleven years old, he tried to set me up on a date! With Rick!" she cried, as if her family problems were far greater than mine, "I was eleven!" Shows how big a help Ann was.

When I told Karen, however, I got more input than I would have liked. Karen was alright, not trying to outdo me with her own crazy relative stories. She did have a few disturbing revenge ideas though, which I decided to remember for future use. The problem was, we were in Kai's Restaurant, only because Karen loved the beach so much. So I got more opinions than one.

"Really? Your sister was mean to you?" Popuri had said, all wide-eyed from her table with Kai. "Well, why can't you get along, now that you're older? I would love to meet her!" Then she got all excited at the prospect of making a new friend. Karen rolled her eyes at the girls annoying innocence. It wasn't so bad, as Popuri was just being her usual over-happy self.

Kai was the worst. After hearing that Amanda was my twin and also an unbearably annoying flirt, he looked interested. Which I found quite disturbing. "Whoa, awesome." he had said. "She sounds hot, especially if she looks like you. Is she available?"

Popuri looked horrified, and Karen shot a death glare at Kai. "You are such a pig. Is that all you ever think about?" Karen had never fallen for Kai's charm, persuasive as he was. But that didn't mean he had given up, which only made her more disgusted.

"If you hit on her, I swear I will kick your ass, Kai." I threatened, trying to sound like I meant it. His eyebrows went up, and he smirked devilishly. "Oooh, is your sis as feisty as you are, Claire? It might me worth it if you come after me…"

This statement was followed by a scene in which I tried to cause him a great amount of pain and call him not-so-nice names, but I won't go into detail.

The easiest person I had talked had to be Gray. He just sat there patiently, looking right at me as if he was listening as I told him about Amanda. As I finished a story about my twin throwing a party without our parent's permission and blaming it on me, he nodded like he understood. "Well, she does sound like a brat." He said. I loved him very much at that moment.

Gray and I were what the gossip girls at the square would call an 'item' I hated that term, because it sounded weird, like being one person instead of two. But he was the sweetest, not to mention hottest, guy I had ever met. And he was mine.

"I know." I sighed. "I won't even introduce her to you if you want. You don't have to go through all her crap. She'd probably hit on you or something, just to spite me." I added sourly.

Gray looked surprised. "What? No way I would want you to have to endure this Amanda by yourself." He said it as if I insane for even suggesting it. I had people talk to me in that tone a lot lately.

A rush of affection filled my heart for Gray. I smiled and hugged him tight, burying my face in his neck. Hopefully, I could hold on to the feeling of being with him in the days when Amanda plagued my life…

A/N: Kay, it did feel a bit weird writing the cheesy thing with Gary and Claire at the end, but I just love that couple. I don't know if this is worth continuing, so I'd like some feedback.