Chapter one

Its been many years since ive last seen my old friends again...and for a weird reason for everyone....theyre suprised....I stood up to look at the two old photos on the table beside by bed. It had two pictures in it..one when i was "proper". The other when I found the real me, and not my mother. I cant help but laugh on how much ive changed..in only 1 year too.

"Aimee, Sara,get down here now!" mother called. I envied my mother. I envied her because I was jealous. Jealous on how she thought that i wasn't good enough. Jealous because i couldnt be like sara. Sara is my twin, we dont look alike..shes allways been prettier than me. Sometimes when theres a guy I like, Im allways scared to greet him to my sister because of her beauty. Dont get me wrong though, We were as tight as corn on a cob. Every other person we were "The Lancon Twins" or "Its Sara and Aimee". But to mother, it was "Sara, get your sister" or "Aimee, Why cant you be more like sara?". And I tried with all my might to be just like her. I acted as polite as I could, did what mother told me to do. That gave me more respect, and thats all I wanted. And just as mother asked, I rushed downstairs in my white capris and black speghetti strapped shirt.

"Finally, Ive been waiting a while for you two! What have you been doing up there? Sleeping on cloud 9? Well, anyways. I'm going to be pretty busy with Goerge this summer and I wont be here a whole lot..maybe a few hours at the most!" she paused and laughed while we stood there, staring blankley at her at the end of the stairs.

"Well, anyway, Im going to send you to your uncles house in Oregon. I think you two will have a swell time."

"We have an uncle?" sara asked. Mother doesnt like to tell us much about family. "I mean, you told us that they were all in canada or something."

"Yeah, well, I lied. And anyways, You will probably be going to school there for a little while also." She lies alot, I dont really understand why, but she does. She's allways said that when you lie, it's sin, but its okay for older people to lie...i think its kinda stupid if you ask me.....Oh..if you dont really know whats going on...its 3 days until summer, no school anymore. Sara and my birthday is coming up...we will be 16...in 3 weeks...Dont be sad that mother is missing our one and only sweet sicteenth...shes missed plenty of birthdays...because of goerge...the baboon as i like to call him. Goerge is a drunk...an asshole....and just plain weird....he beats her sometimes...but i dont understand why, with all of the pain in her, she goes back to him.

"When do we leave?" I asked.

"See, thats the thing...you leave tommorrow...at 7:00." My mouth dropped open.

"Tommorrow...at 7:00?! Wha...why...i mean...when was this all planned out? I mean...did you just think of it now or something?" I asked.

"Dont talk to me like besides...we planned it last weekend,"

"Last weekend? LAST WEEKEND!? And you're just telling us now!?" I screamed. I've allways been the one to be a bit emotional at times like this...even though its not a big deal.

"Sorry, many apologies, it must have slipt my mind." She said. Then she sneered."Now you two better get goin and paking, its allready 8:00 and you still havnt taken your baths yet. Come on, chop chop..LETS GO!" she sounds like a drill sargent dont she? Me and Sara hurried up the soft warm carpeted stairs up to our rooms.

"Im nervous," I admitted. Nervous...I was about to pass out! I dont know how they're going to react to us. Mother told us about oregon. I remember when i was like 13 and mother was telling us on how she used to live in castle rock (oregon). She said it was a place with poor people...compared to us. That's why im nervous...we're rich...and theyre not..I cant help that though..but the way im dressed, the way I act...what if they judge me and Sara? But there are alot of what ifs....

"well so am I but we have to make the best of it. We'll make friends...Come on it's a year and a half practically....you'll bound to meet someone...maybe even a boyfriend!" Her face lit up with excitement. I've had plenty boyfriends....well...maybe 2 but mother says that I'ts better to have less boyfriends in your lifetime...than more because that means your not going for every guy you meet...i know i know...it IS a TAD confusing...but once you think about it..you'll get it.

After we packed our things and took a shower, we fell asleep. It took me a while to sleep though. I didnt know if my uncle will be like mother or not...Too many thoughts were racing through my mind...its hard to stop them. Then, I drifted off to sleep.