Hey everyone! Cntthinkofaname2 here on Kindlover123's profile :P We have decided to make a story together, Right Kindlover?

Do I know…anyway besides my issues yah I guess, sure?

YAY! Let's start ;D

Grace's POV:

It all happened when we were driving, driving to the Big Apple. The temperature outside was at least a hundred, more or less. Elkie was sitting in the front, where I wanted to be. Elkie is my twin sister, but we are wayyy different. For Instance, I have ADHD and she does not; I'd rather be sprinting down a soccer field while she'd rather be snuggled up with The Hound of the Baskerville's. The only thing we have in common is, well, we are related. I guess having a Mom counts, never knew our Dad. Mom told us they were "madly in love", and then he just left out of the blue, leaving Mom all alone. She also said that I look like him, which makes me want to dye my hair even more.

Elkie, my nerdy sis, with pin straight blonde hair and darker streaks. Her eyes look just like the sky during a thunderstorm, grey. Our mom, Elkie's exact replica but with paler eyes, not as intense. And me, well my hair falls in waves down to my back. The original color was dirty blonde, but after countless streaks of pink it has stripes of color infused. My gaze is icy blue with grey hues; many can't look me in the eye since the stare is so striking. Because of my blurry vision, I wear contacts to allow me to see.

Elkie's the aloof one, shying away from socialization and people. She can get hot-headed sometimes, frustrated so easily. That's probably her fatal flaw. Me, I'm the chatty one. I need the fuel of conversation to go on. I'm a hyper person, running around for hours on end. My favorite pass-time: pranks. The look on someone's face once you got them and the adrenaline rush you get when planning it all. Its strategic, a game bigger than us all. I'm daring that way, the first person to ride an extreme roller coaster. Pride is my fatal flaw; I think I can do anything.

So, we are turning onto our new street. I cast a sideways glance at Elkie who carefully reads the street sign.

Titian Road

Not much time to explore, I note, remembering it's Sunday.

The mailbox has a single black number pinned on the side, 5. At least it wasn't 13, or something on the lines of unlucky. A sigh escapes my lips as mom takes the keys out of ignition, Home…..yeah right.

Monday:

The flimsy schedule flaps in my hand and I gaze at the chart, organized by periods. Elkie stands next to me, biting her lip in concentration.

"We have all the same classes." She said, comparing her schedule to mine.

"Greeeaaattt," I draw the word out, now I have to hang with my sister the whole day, 24/7. The click of heels is brought to my attention and my eyes flicker forwards.

"You're, like, new; right?" she said in a sugar coated tone. Her hand grasped her hip as if she was strutting down a runway.

"Urrmmm, Hey." I replied. Elkie kept her hair in her eyes, hiding her face.

"I'm Leah, you are?" she popped a piece of gum into her glossed mouth, smacking it with her pearly whites.

"I'm Grace and this is Elkie, we're…" I started.

"Oh you guys are, like, twins or something, right?" she interrupted.

Elkie's temper flared, she tensed and the hands clutching her binder turned into fists.

"What's your problem?" Leah sneered, causing some snickers from her posse.

"She's just quiet."

"Y-yyeah…" Elkie managed to stutter.

The first bell rang shrilly, "Hey Grace, you're welcome to sit with us at lunch. Just ditch your sister." Leah gave a cheeky wink and chuckled, stalking off with her crew.

"Elkie, I wouldn't—"

"Don't," she turned her heel and stormed away into the on coming sea of students. I gave an exasperated sighed and trailed behind her.

Math:

"Jace Burk," the teacher called.

"Here." A light brown haired boy answered, his green eyes gave a spark of cockiness while he looked up.

Droning on, I heard the next name, "Elkie Sherwood."

"Here," Elkie murmured in her soft voice, raising her hand. Chuckles rose from the back-round and all eyes were on her. She hid her face under her hair and opened her book once again.

"Grace Sherwood," he called, glancing up from his sheet.

"Present," I said, my voice carrying throughout the room and turning everyone's attention away from Elkie.

Jace eyed her with a smirk on his face before returning his attention forwards.

"And finally, Jon Patrick White."

"Patrick, please," the boy answered. He had sandy colored hair and light blue eyes that sparkled with amusement. A cord necklace hung loosely around his neck, a piece of green sea glass tied to it.

"Hello class, I'm Mr. DeRose. Please take out your notebooks to take notes on our new unit."

When class ended, Patrick and Jace walked over to my desk. "Hey, Jace." The brown haired boy introduce.

"Grace," I said, Elkie slowly approached me as well. "Oh and this is Elkie, my sister."

"Are you guys like, twins?" the Patrick boy asked.

"Like? We are." I gave a smile.

"You're funny," Jace laughed along with Patrick, "I like funny girls," he had leaned closer.

I slip back a bit in my chair.

Patrick gave Jace an elbow before changing the subject, "So, you guys maybe want to sit next to us at lunch? If you don't have any other plans, of course."

"No thanks," Elkie said quickly, her binder back in her hands. "Come on, Grace. We better get to our next class."

"Oh, which class?" Jace asked, standing as well.

"Biology," I responded after a quick glance at my schedule.

"Cool, see yah at lunch?" Patrick gave a smile then strolled off, Jace in tow.

Their voices carried down the oddly shaped hall, I listened intently.

"Man dude, they are wicked hot," Jace laughed happily.

"Yeah, who do you think is hotter?" Patrick wondered.

"Grace you?"

"Same"

END….for now

Our next chapter will be in Elkie's perspective. Don't worry, the best is yet to come.