Day three of camp and Mila is bored. She is not interested in playing sports, or going swimming in a dirty lake. She is not interested in arts and crafts or house back riding. There was nothing interesting to do in this camp.

She walk out of the girl's bathroom and saw two boys staring at her.

"What are you looking at?" She said to the two boys.

"Why did you go into the girl's bathroom?" One of the boys ask.

"What? Do I look like a boy to you?" Mila ask insulted.

"Well, you are a boy Miguel."

"Miguel? Who's this Miguel?" Mila ask.

The boys look at each other.

"Sorry we thought you where our friend." One of the boys said and they both ran away.

Mila roll her eyes and kept going. She has to do something otherwise she will die of bordom.

As Mila walk towards the lake, she saw a bucket full of water balloons. That give her a idea.

Mila, carrying a armful of balloons, sneak behind girl's cabin one. Waiting for her victims to come out.

As soon as three girls come out, Mila threw the water balloons at the three girls. The three girls scream.

Mila laugh and ran away once she threw the last balloon.

The three girls watch Mila ran away. "Ugh! Boys suck! Who is that boy?"

"I think that's Miguel!" One of the girls said.

"Seriously Miguel? Well his in trouble!"

Meanwhile Miguel is sitting under a tree, drawing in his sketchbook when two boys walk over to him.

"Hey Miguel, we just saw a girl that looks just like you!" One of the boys said.

Miguel give them a confuse look. "A girl that looks like me?"

"Yeah! We thought it was you walking out of the girl's bathroom!" The other boy said.

"Huh. That's weird."

"MIGUEL ARIZA!"

Miguel jump. He watch as one of the camp councilors and three soaking wet girls walk up to him.

"Miguel! I am so disappointed in you! Throwing water balloons at these girls! You are in big trouble young man!" The councilor yell.

"What! But I've been here this whole time! I would never.."

"No excuses! Come with me young man!"

Miguel got up and give his sketch book to one of the boys. He follow the camp councilor.

A hour later and Mila is up with her tricks again. She stole a box of eggs from the kitchen and threw the eggs at boys cabin number nine.

Before she was about to throw her last egg at the cabin, someone grabbed her wrist. She turn around and a camp councilor look down at her.

"You are in so much trouble! Stealing? And ruining property! What is the meaning of this?!" The camp councilor ask angry.

"I'm just bored."

"Bored?! Well I'll give you something to do!"

Mila is dragged to the large empty dining room with a mop and bucket. "You help this other trouble maker mop the floors before dinner! Then after dinner you will wash dishes! Understood?!"

Mila roll her eyes. "Yes sir."

The councilor march out of the dining room. Mila grab the mop and dunk it in the bucket.

"So what did you do kid?" Mila ask while mopping the other end of the dining room.

"We're not suppose to talk." The boy mention.

"Fuck that! No one's here! So what are you in for?" Mila ask again.

"First off, where did you learn that language?"

"I've been saying fuck since I was a baby! It was my first word!" Mila said proudly.

The boy sigh and turn to Mila. "Just wha-" The boy drop his mop on the ground.

Mila look up at the boy. "Wha-" Mila froze in place.

Miguel and Mila stare at each other across the hall. They slowly walk up to each other.

"You…you look just like me!" Miguel said surprise.

"Holy fuck you look like me!" Mila said.

"Will you stop swearing!" Miguel said.

"No!"

Miguel shook his head. "How is this possible? We look like twins!"

"Twins? Seriously? I'm a girl and your a boy." Mila point out.

"Twins can be male and female too." Miguel respond.

"How can we be twins! I don't even know you!"

"Oh right. My name is Miguel." Miguel put his hand out.

Mila look at his hand then took it and shook it. "Mila."

"Well where do you live?" Miguel ask.

"Spain." Mila answer.

"Spain? All the way over there? You don't live closer?"

"No. My dad and brothers wanted to get rid of me." Mila answer.

"Ah."

"Why are you here?" Mila ask.

"Because I wanted too. I love going to camp and…"

"No no, not that! Why did you get in trouble for? You seem like a goodie two shoe."

Miguel roll his eyes. "Because someone accuse me for throwing water balloons at a bunch of girls."

Mila snicker.

"What?"

"Sorry Miguel, that was me who did it."

"Unbelievable! The girls thought it was me who did it because we look alike!"

Mila shrug. "Sorry for getting you into trouble."

"Why are you in for?" Miguel ask.

"Throwing eggs at a boys cabin."

"Where did you get the eggs?"

"I stole them in the kitchen."

Miguel roll his eyes again.

"So your a trouble maker. You can't be my twin." Miguel add.

"No shit! Your too good to be my twin!" Mila said.

"Hey you two! Stop talking and keep cleaning!" A councilor said.

Mila and Miguel went back to their buckets and quietly clean.

Hours later and after dinner, Miguel and Mila were sent to the kitchen where they have to clean hundreds of dishes."

Miguel quietly start to wash the first plate and Mila wait for drying.

"So I'm guessing you live around here?" Mila ask.

"No, I live in Mexico City."

"Mexico City huh?"

"Why are you talking to me? I'm upset with you!" Miguel said.

Mila shrug. "Well since we are going to do chores all day, why not start a conversation?"

She is right. Since their stuck with each other then it's best to at least talk to pass the time.

Miguel hand Mila the clean but wet plate. Mila took it and rub the rag on the plate.

"So you live in Spain? What part of Spain are you from?" Miguel ask.

"Madrid." Mila answer.

"Do you…have any pets?" Miguel ask awkwardly.

"I one time brought in a snack from the front yard. Dad got pissed at me. That was the closes thing to a pet that I can get." Mila answer.

Miguel hand Mila another plate. "What did your mom think of it?"

"Don't have a mom."

"Really? I'm sorry."

"Don't be. She didn't die or anything. She and my dad divorced when I was young."

"Wow, really? My mom and dad got a divorce too when I was a baby."

"You don't say?" Mila said, prepending to care.

"Yeah. Do you know how your parents split up?" Miguel ask.

"I dunno dad wouldn't tell me or my brothers."

"You have brothers? So do I! But I never meet them."

Mila look at Miguel. "Seriously? I have sisters and I never meet them."

"Really? I do have two sisters who live with me. What are your sisters names?"

"Dunno never really asked." Mila admit.

"Crazy…" Miguel said quietly.

"What's crazy?" Mila ask.

"Mila, what is your birthday?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Just answer the question."

"Fine. October eleventh."

Miguel's eyes widen.

"What?"

"That's my birthday too!"

"No shit seriously?" Mila ask surprise.

"Yeah, how old are you?"

"Eight."

"Me too!"

"Fuck!"

"Mila, what is your mom like?"

"Why keep asking me questions about my family?"

"Because I'm curious."

"Ok Curious George, well I don't know what she's like personally but I have a picture of her and wow she is beautiful! I can't believe dad let her go!"

"I have a picture of my dad too! But he seems old. He has white hair."

"White hair? My dad has white…hair."

Miguel and Mila stare at each other.

"Can I see this picture of your dad?" Miguel ask.

"I don't have it with me. But how about we sneak out tonight and bring the pictures and show each other."

"Sneak out! But Mila, we're in enough trouble as it is!"

"Don't you want to see my mom? Don't be a coward Miguel!"

Miguel sigh. "Fine. Tonight at midnight while everyone's asleep, we can meet by the lake. Deal?"

"Deal!"