It was windy. That was the first thing Trina noticed when she stepped outside for lunch at the Asphalt Café. Her brown and blonde hair swept all over her face and some strands blew into the bowl of salad she had just bought. She searched around for her sister, yes they sit with each other at lunch. She was in the far left underneath the stage sitting next to André Harris and Beck Oliver. She walked swiftly over to the table and plopped her tray down.

"Well hello, Twin Number One." Beck Oliver greeted with a big smile, showing off his teeth that looked like they just came from a toothpaste commercial. Trina was Twin Number One and Tori was Twin Number Two. Beck had given it to them in their first year of Hollywood Art's claiming that there names were too similar.

"Hey." Trina said and sat down on the cold metal seat. She gave a meek smile and took out the black plastic fork and began to poke at her salad. She began to feel something weird in her stomach when she smelled the salad dressing. "Ugh, get that away from me!" Trina moaned and shoved the salad towards André.

"What's wrong with your salad?" Tori asked confused. André passed her the salad and Tori smelled it. "It doesn't smell bad." She commented.

"I think I might get sick." Trina told them and began to hold her stomach. Her stomach made a weird gargling noise. "I'm going to the bathroom." She announced and ran as quick as she could in her 8 inch heels. She ran into the girls bathroom and ran into the nearest stall and fell to her knees and emptied out the contents of her breakfast.

"Trina?" A voice called out. Trina raised her head.

"In here." She said, her voice was a little hoarse. The stall door was pushed open since Trina hadn't the time to lock it. Tori slipped into the stall and locked it behind her.

"Are you okay? This happened yesterday morning too." Tori commented. Trina shut the lid of the toilet and leaned against it.

"I don't know. I'll go to the doctor sometime this week." Trina said and pushed her fringe out of her face.

"That's a good idea. Here I have gum, don't tell Cat though." Tori said and handed Trina the gum. She plopped it in her mouth.

"Thanks." Trina mumbled and stood up. She flushed the toilet and unlocked the stall door. Quickly she walked to the sinks and washed the vomit from her hair, face and hands.


Trina watched as her little sister Cat aimlessly skipped around the halls of Hollywood Art's, her nerdy friend Robbie close behind her with his puppet up his arm. Trina rolled her eyes. She loved Cat and everything but she can be so childish. Trina herself was never like that and she prided herself on that.

Since she was a twin and all it can be hard sometimes to stand out, especially when your twin is a beautiful and talented as Tori. She knew that she was their fathers favourite if the pair, and maybe even the lot. Trina didn't blame him though. Tori was mature well manure and spoken, took good care of herself and was very helpful. Trina on the other hand was prone to screw things up, even if she wasn't childish like Cat.

"Hey Trina-rina, why you here on your own." André Harris asked her plopping down next to her on the step of the stairs.

"Tori went home sick, well sorta she's at Nana's house." Trina explained casually and began to pick at the stick on her water bottle.

"Yeah. You look all lonely without your other half." André commented. Trina smiled lightly down at her feet.

"Yeah but sometimes we need are time apart." Trina informed him, looking back up.

"Naw I get you. My cousins are twins they hate it. You and Tori don't seem to care that much though." André noted.

"You think?" Trina asked genially surprised. "Well I guess I mean we were all the other had at one stage."

"What's with your sister?" André said changing the subject looking confused.

"Cat? She's just a little weird." Trina said.

"No, the other one Jane." André said looking over at Jade who was at her locker looking rather angry at everything.

"Jade." Trina corrected and looked over at the brunette. "I think she's just a little melodramatic." Trina said ignoring her.

"Trina Sikowitz you are the biggest hypocrite I know." André laughed and stole a drink from Trina's bottle. Trina gave a smile and then the bell rang.

"I have physics now but I'll call you up later." Trina told him and swung her bag over her shoulder and stood up. André stood up too and headed to the direction of the library. Trina headed up the stairs towards the science classrooms.

"Get out of my way you freak!" A high pitch voice shrieked. Trina knew they weren't talking to her, she was a well respected Junior. She curiously turned her head to see who the 'freak' was. Tanya Browne was decked out in her Hollywood Art's cheerleading outfit looking down in disgust at some Sophomore who was on the floor.

It was Jade.

Trina didn't know what to do, Tanya was a pretty big socialite she didn't want to mess with her. Jade looked up from the floor directly into Trina's brown eyes. Usually they'd be angry or snarky but now her big blue robes were nothing but sadness and pleading for help. It broke Trina's heart but she quickly turned around and carried on walking she didn't want a bad rep.


The bell rang signaling the end of the school day. Jade let out a sigh of relief and gathered her notebook off her table and headed towards her locker. She quickly skipped down the steps of the stairs towards her locker that was painted black and pierced with scissors. Except when she got to her locker a Senior was blocking it. She gripped tightly to the strap of her bag, should she go over there?

This Senior wasn't a popular own. His name was Dean as far as she new. He had dyed black hair and his ears spaced 10mm. He had tattoo sleeves going up both his arms and he split his tongue. She remember Tori specifically telling her and Cat not to go near him, that he was bad news, when they first went to Hollywood Art's.

"Oh sorry is this your locker?" He asked stepping away from the locker. Jade gave a meek insincere smile (but she was an actress so he didn't know) and put in her locker combination.

"Thanks." Jade mumbled and took out her books from her bag.

"I haven't seen you around here before are you'd new?" He asked leaning against the wooden wall next to her locker.

"No, I joined last year." Jade told him only paying half the attention she usually does to people.

"So what are you? Junior?" He guessed. Jade raised her pierced eyebrow in amusement.

"Why do I look it?" Jade asked looking at him.

"Well I think you look sexy." He purred at walked his finger up the open back of Jade's jumper. Jade blushed and began to search for books in her locker again. "So, what's your name or should I just call you Goddess." He asked twiddling with her new red hair streaks.

"Jade."

"Well Jade. You seem like a cool person. We should hang out more." He said letting go of her hair.

"Sorry I can't." Jade lied shutting her locker over and started walking towards the exit. Dean followed her.

"Why what you doing?" He asked. Jade widened her eyes in annoyance.

"Stuff." Jade mumbled and searched around the car park for her Dad's car.

"Well can I have your number?" He asked. Jade sighed, her number wouldn't hurt, maybe then he'd leave her alone. She took a piece of scrap paper from her bag and scribbled it down on it, but then she spat her gum in it for good measure. She rolled it up and placed it in Dean's hand and walked away. She never looked back but she was laughing on the inside of what Dean's reaction might of been.