Information: -Natalie Owens [Nickname: Nat] -Age: 20 Hair: Dark brown, long and straight -Eyes: Hazel Body Type: Slender/Athletic -Style: Preppy -Backstory: Same as Kat's. -Major: Photography at Community College -Belle Grant [Nickname: None] -Age: 20 Hair: Blonde -Eyes: Blue Body Type: Skinny -Style: Preppy -Backstory: Grew up rich, with her mom and multiple stepdads. Her father is also married again, but moved across the country. Belle is a single child, but likes to pretend that Natalie is her sister. They are just alike. -Major: Photography at Community College CHAPTER 3: NAT: I smiled. I knew Kat didn't want me here in Finland; that's why telling her was so fun. I also knew Kat was too humble not to let me stay with her, which is why I asked. "Sure. You can stay with me, I guess. Until you get used to Finland." Kat said. It was after midnight. I had expected Kat to be asleep, but she sounded wide awake when she answered the phone. What have you been up to? I thought mischievously. "Thanks sis. What's your address?" Kat gave me her address. I wrote it down and hung up on her. "What did she say?" My best friend, Belle, asked. "We can stay with her." I smiled, victorious. "But you only asked if you could stay, not both of us." "She knows you're with me. You're always with me. And if she doesn't, then too bad." Belle smirked. She knew I was right. Kat wouldn't mind; she did anything for me. Anything she thought was right. Just then, the cab pulled up to Kat's apartment. Belle and I got out and stretched. This would be fun. KAT: The next day... I had been up all night, with only one hour of sleep, so I decided to email my paper to Mr. Barto and stay home to rest. I closed my laptop and laid back on the bed. I could feel sleep getting ready to overtake me, and I was ready to let it, but I heard a loud crash! and jumped up. I ran into the kitchen and saw broken glass all over the floor. "What happened?" I asked Nat, who was giggling. "I broke a plate, silly." Nat replied. "I'm too tired to deal with this. Clean it up; I'm going to bed." I stalked back into my room, slammed the door closed and crashed. Four hours later, it was almost noon and I felt rejuvenated. I sighed and went to my closet, ready to start the day. I chose a teal cardigan, black skinny jeans, and a white undershirt. I put my hair in a ponytail with my bangs swooping across my face. I pinned them to the side with a bobby pin and went out into the living room. Nate and Belle were watching TV and I jumped, forgetting they were even there. "Where are you going?" Nat asked as I put on my high tops. "Coffee shop." I said, scooping up my jacket, scarf and cell. "Why? We have coffee here." Nat said this as if I were stupid and didn't know I had coffee in my own house. "I know. I go to the coffee shop every morning. And since I slept in a little late today, I have to go redeem myself to the cashier who always has my coffee waiting." I hated explaining myself, and I didn't want to hear what Nat or Belle had to say, so I left quickly and let the door shut behind me. The coffee shop was surprisingly vacant, seeing as how it was lunchtime. I had figured there would be a rush, but the cold weather seemed to be getting to everyone. The usual cashier wasn't there today, so I just ordered my usual and sat at a table near the window. I hadn't brought my laptop, so I just sipped my coffee, not wanting to return home to Nat and Belle. Nat and I might look alike on the outside, but Belle and Nat were twins on the inside. They should be sisters, not Nat and I. I finished the last of my coffee and was getting ready to leave when I got a text. I didn't recognize the number, but the message told me it was Ville. How did he get my number? The message said: Meet me after school. The coffee shop where we met yesterday. -Ville. I smiled. School wouldn't be over for another two hours, so I decided to walk down to the little store on the corner and buy a few things. An hour and a half later, I walked out of the store with a new beige sweater (the winter cold was beginning to get to me as well), some Uggs, and a leather bracelet. I made my way back to the coffee shop and saw that Ville was already waiting. He looked nice today. Duh. He always looks nice. I thought. Ville was wearing loose black skinny jeans, a black button-up shirt, a gray scarf and fingerless gloves. His jacket was hung over the back of his chair. "Hi." I said, sitting across from him. I sat my bags on the floor near my feet and hung my jacket over the back of my chair like his. "Hello." Ville smiled. "Would you like some coffee?" "No thanks." "Okay, I'll be right back." Ville returned a minute later with his own coffee and a plate of hot cinnamon buns. I smiled. These were my favorites. "Thanks." I took one and savored the flavor. "So, how was school?" Ville asked. "Oh, I'm sure it was great." I grinned at the confused look he gave me. "I didn't go." "Why not?" "Let's just say a problem arrived last night around twelve-thirty." "What do you mean?" "Oh, you know. She's about my height, my color hair, same eyes, same face. Evil bitch." "What?" I started laughing. "Her name is Nat. She's my twin sister." "I didn't know you had a twin. Can I meet her?" "I'm sorry, didn't you hear the part where I called her an evil bitch?" I got really serious. I didn't want Nat or Belle anywhere near Ville. They were only trouble. For me, anyway. "I did. I would still like to meet her and get my own opinion of her, though." "Well, you won't have to wait long. Here she comes now." "Hey sis." Nat came over and gave me a hug. I didn't move. I knew what she was doing. Her I-love-my-sister-so-much act. "Who's this?" She motioned to Ville. "Ville." I said simply. Ville stuck his hand out for her to shake, but she hugged him as well. I put my uneaten half of a cinnamon bun back on the plate; I had lost my appetite. Belle stood there watching the whole thing with a smile plastered across her sharp features. She was as much a part of this as Nat. I glared at her and she frowned. "We have to go. We just stopped to see if this place is as good as Kat made it out to be." Nat said. I fake smiled at her. "Bye." I said. "No hug?" I stood and hugged my devious twin. "See you at home." Nat smiled and waved goodbye. And good riddance. I thought. "She seemed nice enough." Ville said, as if I had been lying all along. "Right." I said. I knew he wouldn't believe me. "Let's get out of here." Ville held his hand out for me to take. I picked up my bags and obliged.