Samey's point of view:
At lunch we sit with the other 'freaks' Dawn, B, Ella, Mike, Zoey, Noah, Cody, Gwen, Trent, and Leonard.
"Why are you sad, Sammy?" Dawn asks as I sit down and Jasmine seems to get slightly worried about me.
"I'm not upset," I lie. She knows to use smaller words for me.
"Samey, we'll help you, mate," Jasmine says.
"I don't need help. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?" Jasmine asks. Was I wrong earlier? Is she actually my friend? Does she actually care? If that's the case, then I can't let her know that I'm being beaten for being her friend!
"I'm fine." Jamsine stares at me skeptically for a few minutes before eating a chicken nugget and I give a silent sigh of relief.
After school, Jasmine's point of view:
I run over Samey as soon as I see her beautiful figure.
"Hey, mate," I say putting my hand on her shoulder.
"Get your hands off of me, geek!" That's not Samey.
"I'm sorry. Have you seen Samey?" I ask, removing my hand from this bitch' s shoulder.
"The nobody is at her locker. I think that she'll find that it sticks." It doesn't take me long to realize that this girl glued Samey' s locker shut. I race over to Samey' s locker and I see her just staring at it and I realize that I was wrong. That other girl glued several papers that says some very hurtful things into her locker. I walk over to her and put my arms around her smaller figure.
"Ignore her. She doesn't know you well enough to judge you," I say.
"She's my twin. She knows me better than anyone else," Samey whispers. I look at the locker and notice that one of the notes says 'Kill yourself, fag.'
"Samey, if she wants you to kill yourself, then she is not your sister. She's just a bitch."
"My name's not Samey, it's Sammy. She gave me the Samey nickname."
"I didn't know. I'll stop calling you Samey." I hate seeing her so upset. She's beautiful, but she thinks that she's hideous just because her sister told her that she was. She believes everything that her sister tells her. At least she stopped dressing line her sister. A month after I moved here, she started wearing faded jeans, a red shirt, and a black hoodie, though she still wears the same boots, and I have to say that she looks way better on this outfit than she did in that Amy 2.0 outfit. I can't help but think that she's hiding something under these new clothes, though. Maybe she's self harming. I have to help her.
"You might as well keep calling me Samey. Everyone else does. Thanks for trying to cheer me up, though." I have to keep an eye on her to make sure that she doesn't do anything that she might regret later.
"Can I go to your house so that we can work on our World Affairs project?" I ask, pulling away from her so that I can see her face.
"I'm not allowed to have friends over."
"We can go to my house. Maybe you can even sleep over."
"I'm not allowed to sleep over at anyone else's house. Sorry."
"Then come over to work on the project." I'm getting desperate now.
"I have to go straight home." Boy, her parents sure are strict.
"Ok. We can work on it at lunch then. See you tomorrow." Now what am I supposed to do?
A/n I do not own Total Drama.