I decided to give this whole thing a shot. It might not work as a long story, cuz it was written to be a one-shot, but I'll try it for all you awesome people out ther. I probably won't update that often though, just a warning. Enjoy!
You're doing what?" I half-ask half-yell at my sister.
"I'm dying my hair pink!" She squeals excitedly.
Meet my sister Tara. We're Irish twins, meaning that we were born less than a year apart. We used to look alike. We used to have the same black hair and blue eyes and the same pale skin. She used to be an honor roll student and vice-president of student council. Then last year, she was introduced to the magical world a piercing and tattoo parlors and it all went down hill from there. Sadly, situations like this have become all too familiar since then.
"Tara, why would you want pink hair?" I ask, sounding beyond tired.
"Becuase it's payback for Daddy not letting me date Nat!" She says, giggling like my question was the silliest thing she'd ever heard. Another thing you should know about my sister: she's a bit of a ditz.
"You met Nat in juvie." I point out. She giggles girlishly.
"Yea. He's such a rebel."
"He's a high school drop-out who got caught robbing a house." She gives me a look.
"I'm getting the feeling you don't like Nat." Tara says.
"Nooooo. I think he's just swell." She grins.
"Yay!" Then she gasps. "OMG Ari, guess what I just realized!"
"What?" I sigh.
"You would look awesome with blue hair!" She squeals. "You're soooo coming with me!" I wave my hands in the air in front of me.
"Oh hells no!" I say, backing away. Tara reaches out and grabs my arm.
"No no no, trust me, you'll love me for this!" She proceeds to drag me down the hallway. As we're about to step out of the building, Tony steps out of a nearby classroom. He grins at us.
"Oh, hey Tara! Hey Ari!" I give him a pleading, desperate look.
"Tony, you gotta help me! She's trying to dye my hair blue!" Tony laughs.
"You want me to come with?"
"Tony!" I shriek.
"I gotta agree with Tara on this one, blue hair would be an awesome look on you!" I send him a death glare and he sighs.
"Fine, I'll help." He turns to Tara. "Hey Tara, is that Nat over there down the hall?" Tara's eyes widen and she turns to look.
"Nat? Natty! Where are you baby-boo?" She drops my arm and runs to go look for him.
"I worry for that girl." I say.
"Don't we all?" Tony asks. I shrug and we go to look for Ally.
"Ari, we gots to get you a boyfriend." Ally says at my house that night.
"I'm perfectly happy being single." I tell her. She gives me a look.
"Ari, Ari, Ari." She says the way you would speak to a little kid. "No one is happy being single. You just have learned to ignore it." She says. Then her eyes widen. "OMG, I know exactly who to set you up with!"
"Who?"
"Danny Laker!" She exclaims. I gag slightly. Danny is clarinet player in the school band and my lab partner. No offense to him, but when you look up the word 'nerd' in the dictionary, his picture is right next to it.
"Uh, how about, no." I say dully. She pouts.
"Oh come on, you love him, you just don't know it yet." She informs me.
"uh-huh, I'm sure."
"Oh, oh, oh, I just realized the cutest thing!" Ally squeals. "Your names together make Dari! Like milk! And ice cream!"
"I think I just became lactose-intolerant." I say. She glares.
"C'mon, if you took away the glasses and the braces, he'd be sexy man!"
"I don't care."
"Come on Ari! You could like, go on double-dates with me and Tony and shit! It would be so much fun!" She tells me.
"I've seen enough of you two making googly eyes at each other during school. No way I'm putting up with that on my free time." I tell her.
"But- but Ari! We could like, have a double wedding when we grow up! And we could have matching dresses and invite a bunch of little annoying fucks so we could make fun of them when they get drunk at the reception!" She says.
"Guess the fucks will just have to get drunk on their own time." She pouts slightly, but I don't relent. THen she sighs and continues looking through the closet I share with Tara.
"Oh. My. God." She says in awe.
"What?"
"Where's Stacey London when you need her?" Ally pulls out a plaid micromini skirt- that I'm sure has quite a workout trying to fit over my sister's ass- and a black leather vest that laces down the front- kind of like an old fashioned peasant's dress. She holds it in front of herself. "What do you think? Is this a good look for me?" She puckers her lips and sticks her shoulder out at a weird angle in her 'model pose.' I laugh.
"Oh yea, you should wear that to school tomorrow." I say sarcastically.
"And Tony could wear a matching leather biker jacket! So cute. Do you think Tara's 'baby boo' would lend him one?" She asks curiously.
"I'm sure he has no need for it in juvie." She shrugs.
"Just a warnig, I'm not riding a motorcycle to your biker gang wedding." She laughs and throws the outfit to the side. "Careful Alls, that is precious material."
"Oh yes, of course." She tosses it into the garbage.
"So much better." I say, nodding approvingly. She pulls on a pair of Tara's mile-high heeled boots, which my sister and I refer to as her stripper boots. "You can't pull that off without a skimpy outfit." She grins.
"Oh my dear Ariana, haven't you realized by now that I can make anything work?" She wraps a belt around her head and I laugh. "How about Matt Burke? You can be...Mari! Like Mari Christmas!" She squeals. I sigh. This is going to be an extremely long night.
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