"Hurry up Wren!" Gwin shouted, her voice echoing through the empty house as she ran up the stairs. "We're going to be late if you don't hurry up. We don't want to be late for school, again. Mom and dad just left, so if we miss the bus, nobody can drive us, and there's no way I'm walking for 45 minutes to get to class."
"Oh calm down." Wren retorted as her twin sister burst into the room. "I was about to come down, Gwin. I just wanted to finish brushing my hair." She gestured to the brush that she was pulling through her black hair. She laughed and set it down on the counter. Wren looked up to meet the piecing green eyes of her twin that were identical to her own and laughed. "Come on, let's go. Just let me grab my glasses." She said as she grabbed a black case from the table and ran downstairs, closely followed by her sister.
"What I don't get, is why you bother with glasses anymore. Why don't you just wear contacts like I do?" questioned Gwin as the two grabbed their bags from the hall "They're easier than wearing glasses, and you can put them in and forget them."
"Gwin, you sound like a commercial. Give it a rest would you?" Wren sighed as she opened the case and pulled out a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. She knew it would be easier to wear contacts, but her glasses were the only thing that separated to two of them. No matter how much she hated wearing them, Wren couldn't stand being mistaken for her sister, no matter how much more popular she was. "I guess I kind of like how I look with them on." She lied, grabbing an apple from the table as Gwin ran out the door as the school bus pulled up onto their street.
Wren chased her outside, and was at the stop just as the bus pulled up. They both got on, Gwin in the lead, and took a seat. Wren sat near the front, as she had every day since school had started, while her sister sat at the back, surrounded by friends. Wren eyed them enviously, wishing it was her back there, laughing and talking, instead of sitting up at the front, alone.
The day passed like the many others before it. In math class, the two twins got their math tests back and Gwin showed up her sister again. Wren got a 90%, and, as always, Gwin got perfect. It's not fair, thought Wren. I study all day, just to maintain the average I have, but Gwin always gets a higher score than I do, and she doesn't even try. She could fall asleep in class every day, but she'll still get perfect.
At lunchtime, the students headed down to the cafeteria, where Gwin sat at the "popular table" with her mob of friends, while Wren sat at a table in the corner with the nobodies. Like any typical high school, Wren knew better than to try to approach Gwin at that table, or to try and sit at any other table. On the first day of school, she had made the mistake of sitting at the popular table with Gwin. Everyone stopped talking and looked at her until she left. On the second, she sat at the 'nerd' table for 10 minutes before realising where she was; surrounded by kids talking about math, science, and RPGs. By the third day, she found where the 'social outcasts' sat, and joined them. Not that anyone there talked to her either.