I do NOT own anything! It all belongs to the great Stephenie Meyer. I only own my characters, Nightshade and Lilliana, and my story line. Please do not take my character names! Don't forget to review!
~Lilliana~
I turned, pushed my raven black hair out of my face, and scribbled down on a scrap piece of paper that I was going to take a shower. After I spell-checked my chicken scratch, I padded across the hardwood floor barefoot to hold the note in front of my twins face.
I had to poke her cheek for her to open her eyes and read the message. She just nodded and closed her eyes again. I smiled at her. Usually, twins are different in personalities, but me and sis are very much alike in what we do and behave. We both are living from music, we both-
THUNK!
My thoughts were painfully interrupted by my face smacking into our bathroom door. I forgot to twist the doorknob and push. Morning person? Totally...
-takes shower-
I walked into our room with the longest towel we had wrapped around my damp body. I walked over to our closet. My clothes on one side, Soul's on the other. Nightshade didn't tell many people her first name, so she went by the shortened version of her middle name. Soul was the way the she shrunk Solstice. Personally, I thought she had a pretty name. Nightshade Solstice Vahndran. It was much better than mine. I was just plain Lilliana Elizabeth Vahndran.
