Stevie's POV

Many people don't know I have a twin sister. If people did know, they've seen her. They just never seen her as Stevie Baskara's sister.

So what's going on in my life, you ask? My sister's coming home to visit the family.

The reason people don't know she's my sister is because she has a stage name. Lulu Baskara was changed to Lulu Antariksa. The name change, and the fact that we look totally different. For example, I wear sweatpants. She wears bright skinny jeans and pretty much anything that makes her look like a supermodel. But I'm not saying she isn't... Back to my point, she puts on makeup with a shovel, where I'm the one who couldn't care less about how I look like. I'm the one with messy hair, glasses, and really weird clothes. You might as well just toss me in the garbage.

I could've been famous too, but Lulu always wanted to go "solo" whenever it came to the whole idea of becoming famous. She never wanted to be compared to me. Haha. Yeah right! Maybe I was never cut out for the easy life anyways. I'll make my way to fame with Gravity 5, exactly as I'm planning.

What I think might happen today... Lulu's probably going to hug everyone in the family (except me. If not, she'll squeeze me to death. Which is probably a good thing...). After that, she'll probably criticize my wardrobe and try to take me shopping. When she realizes that everything looks horrid on me, we'll probably go home and she'll badger me about my supposed crush on my best friend, Zander Robbins.

She's off somewhere in Los Angeles becoming a supermodel, singer, and model. Being a normal teenager isn't exactly that bad. It's actually kind of fun... If you're one of the Perfs. Which I'm not. Around here, the Perfs can select your social status. I used to be a cool girl around here, but then I made a mistake and suddenly, I'm right at the bottom of the social pyramid.

To pass time at home, I write stories on this website called Write. It's basically a website that I could use instead of a journal. Except I don't use my name, and I can be whatever I want. So far, I'm the girl who's famous. Not Lulu. In the story, I'm the one who lives a great life. I even have a boyfriend in the story. But I can also make her snobby. For example, I could add a sister that she critisizes a lot. But maybe that would be a little too obvious...

"Stevie! Lulu's home!" my Mom yells. As I expected, my brothers rush out from their rooms to give Lulu a big hug. Of course, they never do that for me. When I came home from SMART camp, they just sat in the living room playing video games, like I was never gone.

"Okay mom!" I yell and close my laptop, leaving it on my bed. I exit my room and head to the living room only to find what I was exactly expecting. Everyone has a bright smile on their faces and my brothers are arguing about who's going to give Lulu a hug first. Mom and Dad are asking her about life and they are taking various photos of her. I can't believe I'm jealous- wait. Jealous? I'm not jealous. I just don't feel like I'm loved as much as Lulu. Okay... Maybe I'm a little jealous...

I try to go back to my room, but Lulu notices me.

"Stevie!" she screams giving me a big hug. I know she's trying to be nice and all, but I just don't feel like hugging anyone right now.

"I'm going back to my room now." I say as I awkwardly head over to my room. Of course, Lulu follows me.

She looks exactly the way I expected her to look like. She's wearing über chic clothes with tons of makeup on her face, along with perfect hair. I sometimes wonder how she walks in those high heels...

I jump into my perfectly messy bed and continue to type on my laptop.

"Whatcha doing?" she asks instantly going through my wardrobe, grimacing at every item inside my closet.

"None of your business." I snap. I guess I wasn't feeling so good today. Maybe I was not really excited to see Lulu. It's always about her. We look exactly alike, but she's the prettier one.

"Ooh. Kitty's got claws. Now give me an update on your relationship between you and Johnny Handsome." she says trying to make me smile. To be honest, I'm just plain annoyed right now.

"Who's Johnny?"

"Zander! Duh? Didn't you get the gist when you read the script to my previous movie, Johnny Handsome?

"Zander and I aren't in a relationship."

"There's friendship."

"You knew what I meant! Why don't you just tell me all about your adventures in your photo shoots and chiz?" I ask, not really interested.

"There's nothing to tell except posing and walking. Smiling and pretty much glitter galore. You wouldn't be interested in that stuff." she explains and sighs. Oh wow. Poor girl. She has to do tons of photoshoots. It must be so agonizing.

"That must be so hard." I scoff.

"It is!" she says. I guess she's never heard of sarcasm. "Besides that, I had to memorize lines for this new movie I was supposed to be starring in..." she says. Supposed to? What? She's not in a new movie? "Also..." she says and I tune her out. I've learned to do this ever since she kept bragging about being an extra in a commercial at five years old. I was the kid who hated those commercials. At least those commercials gave me a chance to go to the little girls room.

I continue on the next chapter for my story. I'm trying to write it like I'm someone like Lulu. Only... If she had a heart. If she did, her POV would look like this.

Everyone looks up to me. I am the shining star of this generation. Supermodel, actress, and singer. Add Harry Styles to my image, and I'll be the perfect girl.

Even though the glamorous life is nice and all, I still miss my family and friend at home. I miss my Mom, my Dad, and my brothers. But I really want to see my sister. Even though she's super-

"Whatcha writing?" I suddenly hear. I scream abedmate heart. Lulu chuckles at this. She's always enjoyed freaking me out when we were little.

I close my laptop instantly.

"Nothing." I say.

"If this story is about romance... You might want to bring someone else besides a vampire." she says.

"I don't write about vampires."

"Oh." she says, and then I hear Mom's voice ring throughout the house.

"KIDS! WE HAVE AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE! COME DOWN HERE!" Mom yells.

"Come on sis." Lulu says and then sashays out the door. I try to mimick her movements, but I accidentally hit the wall. Maybe I just not cut out for this elegant stuff.

"What are you going to say?" I ask Mom.

"It's actually Lulu that's going to make the announcement." Mom says. What could she want now?

Lulu clears her throat and speaks loudly.

"All family members, I would like you all to know that I'm quitting the famous life," Lulu says and everyone gasps in the room. Why would anyone ever want to quit being famous? "I have been famous for quite a long time, but I missed you all, and I want a taste of the real life." she says.

"So you're going to live with us?" my brother, Gabe, says.

"Yup. Every single day of the week." she says cheerily.

"Wait a minute. Are you even going to go to school with me?" I ask.

"YES! ISN'T THAT EXCITING?" she shrieks. My whole future's flashing before my eyes. Lulu's probably going to replace me as a bass player. Yes, she knows how to play the bass. Maybe she's going to date Zander Robbins, my best friend and crush. Yes, I do like my best friend, but I'm not happy about it. Some people can't control their feelings, and I am one of those people. I try to tell myself that he's just a friend, but no matter what, those feelings stay in my head. If she doesn't replace me, then she'll become a Perf.

"Yeah. Exciting." I say. I always knew I was never cut out to be an actress.

"I can even meet your friends!" she exclaims.

"What?"

"You mean what as in yay! Come on! Let's go shopping!" she exclaims.

Oy, this is going to be a long school year.


A/N:Yep I have this story now! oh and all the chapter's will be put down today!