Jessica had a desire. A desire so strong, that absolutely nothing stood a chance of blocking her path. Sure, it wasn't as strong as her desire for her own phoneline, a boyfriend, and hawaian pizza, but you must understand that Jessica was a very emotional person. No, her craving was not what you might expect from your average 16 year old. It was big, big enough to be noticed by the world; unique enough to be appreciated; and most importantly, fashionable. That craving was to be the proud owner of precisely 1,000,000 pairs of socks.
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"SIGH," exclaimed Jessica, plopping down on her twin sister Elizabeth's bed.
"Umm, sis, I don't believe you're actually supposed to say the word SIGH." Jessica didn't reply, only smothered Elizabeth's pillow with muffled sobs. Elizabeth sighed herself. "Ok, what's wrong now? Did you finally give up your sock idea?"
At this Jessica sat up and glared at Elizabeth ferociously. "I JUST BEGAN PLANNING THIS MORNING! I'm not one to give up so easily!"
"Sure..." Elizabeth tried to hide a smile.
At this her twin glowered with fury. "THIS idea isn't going down the drain. I'm going to break the world record of 999,999 pairs of socks, whether you believe it's possible or not. It's just that, well, Pat pointed out that "pairs" meant double...2,000,000 socks..." She sniffed pathetically.
"Just goes to show, always read the fine print," Elizabeth sarcastically replied, with a hint of amusement in her voice. "If you've come in here to ask me for help, forget it. I'm too busy with the Oracle, and school, which you should be too..."
"School?" asked Jessica, as if she never heard the word before in her life. "Forget about school! We've got a future ahead of us! We can become the world-famous record breaking twins, and be invited to meet Johnny Buck, Christina Aguilara...not to mention talk shows, and unheard of popularity!"
"Hate to burst your bubble, but don't you have to collect two million socks first?"
Jessica stiffened, and once again threw herself into Elizabeth's poor pillow. "Oh, come on Lizzie. Won't you help me?"
"No way!" cried Elizabeth, dismayed at her sister's suggestion. In the past she'd been tricked into more tight situations than she herself could believe. The time they'd decided to see if their teacher wore a wig, (he didn't,) the moment they found themselves on live tv, expected to communicate telepathically...each time Elizabeth swore off ever taking part in Jessica's crazy plans again. Unfortunately, such a vow meant nothing to her persistant sister.
"Puh-LEASE Elizabeth!!" cried Jessica, "you're so smart and organized, there's no way I can do this without your help!" Noticing that her sister's face was set in a scowl, she hastily continued, this time with a tear running down her cheak. "Elizabeth, I really can't to do this alone, and I PROMISED everyone that it would happen. You can't let me face this horrible beast alone, I..."
Knowing that this could go on for days, Elizabeth cut in. "Oh all right, maybe this weekend I can help you make some plans and phone calls, but that's it. This is your project, not mine."
Jessica smiled, knowing that she'd lured Elizabeth into her trap. It would only be a matter of time until it became "their" project.
"Oh THANK YOU thank you THANK YOU!" she exclaimed, running up to give her sister a hug. "You won't be sorry!"
Elizabeth was already beginning to have doubts.
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"SIGH," exclaimed Jessica, plopping down on her twin sister Elizabeth's bed.
"Umm, sis, I don't believe you're actually supposed to say the word SIGH." Jessica didn't reply, only smothered Elizabeth's pillow with muffled sobs. Elizabeth sighed herself. "Ok, what's wrong now? Did you finally give up your sock idea?"
At this Jessica sat up and glared at Elizabeth ferociously. "I JUST BEGAN PLANNING THIS MORNING! I'm not one to give up so easily!"
"Sure..." Elizabeth tried to hide a smile.
At this her twin glowered with fury. "THIS idea isn't going down the drain. I'm going to break the world record of 999,999 pairs of socks, whether you believe it's possible or not. It's just that, well, Pat pointed out that "pairs" meant double...2,000,000 socks..." She sniffed pathetically.
"Just goes to show, always read the fine print," Elizabeth sarcastically replied, with a hint of amusement in her voice. "If you've come in here to ask me for help, forget it. I'm too busy with the Oracle, and school, which you should be too..."
"School?" asked Jessica, as if she never heard the word before in her life. "Forget about school! We've got a future ahead of us! We can become the world-famous record breaking twins, and be invited to meet Johnny Buck, Christina Aguilara...not to mention talk shows, and unheard of popularity!"
"Hate to burst your bubble, but don't you have to collect two million socks first?"
Jessica stiffened, and once again threw herself into Elizabeth's poor pillow. "Oh, come on Lizzie. Won't you help me?"
"No way!" cried Elizabeth, dismayed at her sister's suggestion. In the past she'd been tricked into more tight situations than she herself could believe. The time they'd decided to see if their teacher wore a wig, (he didn't,) the moment they found themselves on live tv, expected to communicate telepathically...each time Elizabeth swore off ever taking part in Jessica's crazy plans again. Unfortunately, such a vow meant nothing to her persistant sister.
"Puh-LEASE Elizabeth!!" cried Jessica, "you're so smart and organized, there's no way I can do this without your help!" Noticing that her sister's face was set in a scowl, she hastily continued, this time with a tear running down her cheak. "Elizabeth, I really can't to do this alone, and I PROMISED everyone that it would happen. You can't let me face this horrible beast alone, I..."
Knowing that this could go on for days, Elizabeth cut in. "Oh all right, maybe this weekend I can help you make some plans and phone calls, but that's it. This is your project, not mine."
Jessica smiled, knowing that she'd lured Elizabeth into her trap. It would only be a matter of time until it became "their" project.
"Oh THANK YOU thank you THANK YOU!" she exclaimed, running up to give her sister a hug. "You won't be sorry!"
Elizabeth was already beginning to have doubts.