Lucy Witter stood outside Capeside high and took a deep breath. The place looked exactly the same; the same minutemen banners, the same blue and gold flags blowing in the breeze, the same faces. Time seemed to stand still in Capeside, nothing ever changed and nobody moved on; she was sure when she walked inside there would still be the same dirty looks being tossed her way, the same judgemental whisperings as she passed in the hallway, the same old small town mentality. The place never changed, but she did. Lucy Witter looked decidedly different than she had three months ago, but not enough to stop people staring. The dark hair that had once touched her elbows was gone, replaced by a short pixie cut that didn't quite reach past the nape of her neck, her lipstick was darker, her eye liner was thicker and her girl-next-door look was gone. Lucy Witter was making a statement in her senior year and that statement was 'back off'.

She was about to take her first step into the main building when she felt an arm drape around her shoulder, a tall and familiar figure pulled her back before she could move.

"I hope you're ready for this," he said. "When I walk in those doors you're going to witness greatness. Everything you have ever known will taken away from you, your name, your identity, your reason for being. You will cease to be and will merely be known as Mikey Witter's weird big sister."

"Oh, you think so?"

"Yeah."

Lucy turned around to look at her brother. She was tall for a girl, but he had sprouted way above her eye line over the summer; it annoyed her that she had to look up to glare at him now. Now, for the first time ever, her little brother was bigger than her. "Maybe you're just going to be known as Lucy Witter's dorky younger brother."

"Nah." Mikey chuckled a little and turned her around, pointing towards the other boy who stood still at the gates. "That is your dorky younger brother, or rather our dorky younger brother."

"He's the same age as you," she reminded him with her trademark lopsided smile. "Like literally exactly the same age as you."

"I'm nine minutes older," he argued. "And personally, I think it shows."

"Did I ever mention that I prefer him?"

"That guy?" Mikey scoffed. "The guy who cant even make it through the gates of high school without looking like he's going to puke?"

"He's nervous that's all," she said. "It's totally normal for people to be nervous about high school. Not all people have your ego."

"I'm thinking of disassociating myself from him, y'know for my reputation."

"And how exactly are you planning on disassociating yourself from your identical twin brother?" she crossed her arms, looking amused.

"I'll change my hair."

"Unless you change your hair, your eyes, nose, mouth, chin, teeth and DNA I think people are going to notice that he looks exactly like you." He dragged him towards the other boy by his hand. "Come on, we'll all go in together."

"I don't wanna!"

"Well, you're gonna. I promised Dad I would look after you two and make sure you don't get into trouble and being late on your very first day is the perfect way to get into trouble."

"You're going to keep me out of trouble?" Mikey laughed. "You had so much detention last year I was starting to think you had moved out, but you're going to keep me out of trouble?."

"Dylan!" she called his name as they approached. "What are you just standing there for?"

"What if I'm dumb?' he asked. "Miss Jenkins recommended me for special higher classes because my grades were so high, but what if I'm not smart in high school?"

"Well if you don't come inside you're never going to find out." She pushed him from behind, marching him towards the main building. "Everyone knows you have a smart twin and a dumb twin and the dumb twin position has already been filled."

"That's offensive!" Mikey complained

"True though," Dylan relaxed a little. "Even if I hit way below my expectations I'm still going to be smarter than you."

"Yeah well, I'm going to get more girls than you."

"I'm still going to have more brain cells than you, which makes me more attractive in the long run."

"I have bigger biceps."

"I have a bigger vocabulary"

"Sure cos that's what girls want, vocabulary!"

"And Dad was worried you would be competitive." Lucy stood between her brothers and linked arms with both of them. "Come on."

They walked through the doors in to the hallway; the smell of fresh paint hitting their senses.

"Welcome to Capeside High, boys." She led them down the corridor. "Freshmen assembly is in the big hall just down here. I packed you both lunches with your favourite ben-10 lunchboxes and I wrote Daddy's number inside in case you get lost and they have to call a grown up. This is where I leave you, because you two may not be able to deny your connected DNA, but I can still deny your existence."

"Does that mean we can pretend we're not related to you either?" Dylan sked.

"That sounds like a good plan. I don't know you, you don't know me and everyone is happy."

"That works for us."

"Before we part ways I just want to impart some of my worldly wisdom on the two of you. Mikey, don't do anything stupid," she suggested. "And Dylan, don't let him do anything stupid."

"Lucy Witter!"

"Oh God." Lucy cringed inwardly at the sight of a boy walking towards the hallway. "Hi Warren."

"How's things?"

"Peachy," She gave him a tight smile. "How was Europe?"

"Very European, thank you . How was your summer waiting tables for Daddy?"

"Lucrative. I made a lot of tips."

"I bet you did with an ass like that."

Mikey leant on the locker, his arms crossed as he glared at the older boy, he leaned in to Dylan. "I do not like this guy.".

"Did you want something?"

"I just wanted to congratulate you," he said. "You must be very happy."

"Why?"

"Well Linda Stevens moved to providence over the summer so the title is yours, I hear they're making the name plate up right now." He gave her an amused smile. "Congratulations, you're officially the biggest slut in Capeside."

Warren hit the ground with a thud as two perfectly coordinated fists came into contact with his face moments before the first bell of the year rang out. He considered getting up, but thought better of it when he saw two stony identical faces glaring down at him.

"Warren?" Lucy leant over him. "Meet my brothers."