Okay, so the reviews, its not going to be parent trapy, trust me, thats lame, its probably not even going to have that much Nathan and Haley in the story. Their names. I put a lot of thought into their names. Their first name is what Haley picked, and it has to do with music. Meldoy, the melody of a song. Bridgett, the bridge of the song. As for the middle name, its what Nathan picked and has to do with basketball. Star, an all star, Jersey, you know the top you wear in a game. I kept flipping them back and forth and made many changes to the names, then Melody Jersey and Bridgett Star stuck. I figured they should have the last name James-Scott since their names are already balanced by Nathan and Haley, might as well keep it that way. This is boarding school, not summer camp, and they know their twins even before they come. They can't swap places because they are fraternal twins. They are as different as day and night. Their main goal is to get along at this point, it starts as they're friends, but they have squabbles and they try to become closer, not as twins, or sisters, but as friends. Bridgett has a more Nathan attitude before he met Haley, because she's lived with him for the past eight years, while Melody is a mini-Haley. This is the story of Bridgett and Melody, not the story of Bridgett and Melody getting Nathan and Haley back together. Maybe it will take that turn in the far future, but I doubt it, because I think that's lame. I love Naley, don't get me wrong, but this isn't about them, this is my own writing, if you don't like it, tough, cause it ain't going away and neither am I. Now on with chapter one, I worked hard, and I think it shows, but if you really hate it, say so, tell me how to improve it, because when you tell me you don't like it, well that's nice, but what can I do to make you like it, I want people to like my writing, so you need to tell me how to fix it, I'm a student and you are my teachers, educate me.


Chapter One: New Places, New Faces


Bridgett walked into the half empty room. Half was filled with other people's things. There's four beds in the room. One in each corner. Two on half the room were taken by people who appeared to be there for a while. The other two were bare mattresses with folded school sheets sitting on them. Two shelves above the bed and a trunk at the foot. Inside the trunk was school uniforms, preordered before their arrival. Not much space for your things, especially in the bathroom, a basket with your name in it, on a shelf to put your toiletries in. Bridgett looked around, not a soul in sight. She looked at the to bare beds and chose the one closer to the door, rather than the bathroom. Seeing as though none of the other beds actually had school sheets on them, she didn't bother with them. She put on her own brightly colored sheets on the bed, blue, green, orange, yellow, pink, all part of her sheets and comforter (quilt). Two shelves above the bed, assumed used for books, but her and books never really got along. She started putting her things on the shelves, figurines of her favorite NBA player (her dad), pictures of him, and her. Her clothes her put into the trunk and the uniform skewed aside, on the floor. Shoes shoved under the bed, and the ones to go with the uniform shoved out. Once she was satisfied with her work, she lay on her bed to wait for her sister who she hadn't seen in years.

Melody walked in the dark room. It was late, and her plane had been delayed several times, making her a little mad. She had missed orientation and was too tired to put her things away tonight. She was even too tired to make her bed, but she had to. Naturally she used the school sheets sitting folded on her bed, and then went to sleep. She knew she should have changed and brushed her teeth but she really was too tired. She slept until someone's alarm clock went off at six a.m. She was up. It was Monday, the day that class started. Figures, she would arrive that late because her mother "needed" her, but reluctantly let her go. She looked for her uniform, and found it in the trunk. Shower, she needed a shower. She grabbed her clothes and found the shoes and went to the bathroom, but then came back for soap, you can't shower without soap. So then she went back to shower and dress.

Bridgett heard the alarm clock but was used to ignoring such things and staid asleep. The bed was actually quite comfortable. She fell right back to sleep, not caring. She would go late to her first class, big deal, she did that at her other school too.

Melody dressed and put her soap in her basket and went to get her toothbrush and toothpaste. She needed to brush her teeth since she hadn't last night. Then woke up Bridgett. "BS, come on, get up, school, lets go, lets go, move it, move it," she said jumping on her bed.

Bridgett moaned, "Five more minutes, please."

"Nope, up, let's go."

"Fine," Bridgett groaned and sat up and stumbled her wat to the bathroom. Melody brushed her hair and decided to leave it down. She grabbed her bag and transferred her school things into it. Paper, pens, pencils, etc. By eight they were ready to go to breakfast, even though the two other girls had already left, and they still hadn't met them. Breakfast was filled by eight, they had to get there earlier, and Melody made note of that in her journal Arrive to breakfast before eight 'o' clock.

"MJ what are you doing?"

"Making note to arrive to breakfast before eight."

"Why?"

"So I'll remember."

"Weirdo."

"What? I like to be prepared and in the know."

"Sure, that's great, dad says go with the flow of what happens, and I'm all for it, great times with him."

"Mom likes to be prepared and ready and knowing things, and education is important."

"Really, wow, I wonder how they ever got along."

"Me too, and I don't like mingling in other people's lives, so don't say anything to either of them," Melody looked at her watch, "I need to call mom, it's 8:30." She took out her cell and pushed one on speed dial. She waited for Haley to pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mom, I just finished breakfast. I had whole grain cereal, a grapefruit, whole milk, and some orange juice."

"Great, have a banana, you need potassium. Have a good day, call me and tell me how it went."

"Okay mom, will do, bye, love you."

"Bye sweetie, I love you."

Melody closed her cell and was getting up. "Where you going" Bridgett asked.

"I need banana, mom says I need potassium."

"Well I need sugar, and lots of it, sugar cereal, chocolate milk, or soda, candy, man that's breakfast with dad, if I tell him the junk you eat, he'd be sick."

"Really? But this is how I was raised, and I need tea with honey, so I'll be right back," she got up before Bridgett could say another word and came back with a cup of tea with honey and a lemon slice and a banana. "Tea with honey and lemon for my vocals, I have a cup every morning, I can't ruin my vocals."

"Blah, blah, blah, blah, I don't care, I need some Gatorade, for my game."

"We have English in five minutes," she dumped her tray after finishing her tea and banana.

"I think not, I don't like English."

"But you need it, and its so easy," Melody said walking to class. Bridgett noticed she was wearing the full out uniform, down to the shoes.

"You know you're wearing the full uniform."

"Yea, its kind of the rules."

"I'm not, I got on that stupid top, and some jeans and sneakers. See how many people will talk to me."

"I will, let's go," Melody pulled Bridgett to class and they got there just in time.


Well what do you think, you survived it, so that's good, review! I want to improve, tell me what comes into your head, anything and everything, harsh, soft, tell it as it is.