A/N: Hey guys! Anyone like the last chapter? I know I did! Maybe this chapter will be pretty interesting to you... Maybe not. Go ahead and read!
Charlie's POV
I wake up, and I see myself in Zander's room on the couch. Woah... so Stevie, Zander, and the smoothies were all real? The couch I'm laying on is real? What? I'm not sleeping on a park bench?
Zander wakes up too, and then he realizes something.
"Dude, what are you gonna do?"
"What do you mean?" I ask still adjusting to the fact that I have a twin.
"I have to leave for school, but won't my parents get suspicious if they see me leave the house two times?"
"Then I'll stay inside." I say.
"My mom sometimes comes in to clean my room." Zander says.
"Then... I'll leave through the window." I say.
"Where did you get that idea?"
"Long story... anyways... AH! What is that?" I scream finding a tail peeking out from under Zander's bed. Zander follow my gaze, and then he laughs.
"Don't worry. It's just my dog Lady." he says and calls her out. She comes out from under the bed and I see she's a nice dog. White fur with a few dots. I can't really explain the breed. Hmm...
"She reminds me of Trumpet." I say impulsively.
"Who's Trumpet?" he asks me.
"Trumpet was a fluffy guy I knew."
"Let me guess. Was he your dog, or Kadee's dog?" Zander asks.
"Kadee's dog..." I mumble.
"Well, I'm gonna get ready for school."
"Oh, I have to go too."
"Why?"
"Playing in the streets can get you some money. Besides, I don't know if Stevie got me the job yet." I say.
"A job? At Danny Mangos?" he asks.
"Yup." I say.
"Well, I'm gonna go freshen up. You can just hang out here with Lady." Zander says as he heads out the door. Without Zander here, I feel like I'm him. Lady's looking at me like she's really confused. After a few moments, she just gives up trying to tell who I am.
I sit next to Lady and pat her on the back.
"Hi. I'm Charlie." I say. Okay, what am I doing? I must be going crazy.
Lady looks at me confused, but then I scratch her behind the ears, and she becomes really happy. She wags her tail and she licks me in the face. I smile at that. It reminds me when Trumpet attacked me wit a bunch of kisses. Haha.
"Okay, I'll be off to school. You do whatever you want. Just make sure the parents don't see you," Zander says grabbing his backpack. "And there's one more family member you haven't met yet." Zander says.
"Who?"
"My little sister."
"Seriously? You have Lady, and now a little sister I didn't know about. What's next? A parrot? Another dog?"
"The Raina and Hendrix left a long time ago buddy." he says, and I face palm myself.
"Do you think your little sister should know about me?" I ask.
"She's great at keeping secrets, and she's very clever. I'm pretty sure she could sneak you out of the house with going out the window." he says. He did have a good point. Sneaking out the window just reminded me of the night at the ball... Ugh...
"Fine. Call her."
"ELLA!" he shouts. Soon, I hear footsteps come from outside the door. I hear a knock, but the little girl comes in.
She's not your typical little girl. She is wearing a maroon top and skinny jeans. She's sporting black combat boots and she has a beanie perched on top of her head. To finish the look, she is wearing Clark Kent glasses.
The little girl gasps, and then she points at me, then Zander. After a moment, a frown appears on her face.
"Great. Twice the stress I have to deal with." she mutters. So we have a feisty little girl in the room.
"Here's the deal sis. You sneak Charlie out of the house without mom and dad knowing, and I'll give you anything you want." Zander says.
"Anything I want?" she asks.
"Yup." he says.
"I want an explanation why your clone is here, and twenty chocolate covered green apple lollipops." she says.
"The lady drives a hard bargain... Deal." he says and shakes hands with Ella.
"So... Spill." she says.
"Uhhh... Charlie is my long-lost twin brother." Zander says awkwardly.
Ella just stares, and then she falls on the floor clutching her belly laughing like there is no tomorrow. Zander and I just glare at her, hoping that the message got through to her, telling her that we were serious.
She stands up, and then asks the obvious question.
"You're not joking? Explain." she says. So Zander tells her about mom's journal, and how dad had babies with my mom. She seemed to understand.
"Fine. I'll watch after the little boy. Mom and dad think I'm sick anyways." she says. Trouble maker?
"Thanks Ella. Just make sure not to go through the window. Stevie and I put booby traps there a while ago." he says.
"Yeah Z. We'll take care of it. Don't worry. If you want, I'll even put in a little prank on Mom and Dad." she says.
"No need sis. I just need Charlie out of the house. What if Mom and Dad find him?" he asks.
"Yeah, yeah... No need to tell me all jibber jabber." she says and gives pushes Zander out the door. She closes the door, she comes closer to me and examines my face.
"You guys look exactly alike," she says, and then she ruffles my hair. "But there's one thing Zander has that you don't." she says examining my head.
"And what is that?" I ask.
"You don't have the scar." she says.
"What?" I ask.
"Long story short, Zander got a scar from straightening his hair for some girl." Ella says.
"Which girl?" I ask.
"Dunno... He never said her name." she says, and I take my fedora and put it on my head. It's kind of my signature.
"You remind me of Stevie." I say.
"Well, duh. She's my role model." she says.
"Why?" I ask.
"She's super nice to my big bro, and she has nice style. Not to mention the time she saved my brother."
"Stevie saved him?"
"Well, I remember Zander was getting bullied in the park when he took me there for ice cream. Some guy named Justin was messing with him, and Stevie came along. It was super cool! She got them to stay away from Zander and a lot of stuff happened. She even had a buttersock with her!" she exclaims. So Stevie was her role model. Wow.
"A buttersock?" I ask.
"Courtesy of her mother." she states.
"So Ella... Since we have a few minutes before we have to leave, tell me about yourself." I say. I guess I should make friends with Ella. She seems like a sweet girl.
"Well, I love chocolate covered green apple lollipops. Sort of my signature. Anyways, I am kind of a tomboy. My name's Ella, but my friends call me Frankie." she says.
"Why?"
"Well, I used to be a Perf." she says.
"You don't look like the Perf type." I say.
"Yeah... Not my thing. The annual braid train cut into my friend time." she says.
"Friend time?" I ask.
"The thing is... The Perfs were more like... Colleagues." she says choosing her words carefully. "They weren't my friends. I had only one friend." she explains.
"So..."
"So after I left the Perfs, my friend called me Frankie. Short for Frankenstein."
"Frankenstein?" I ask.
"You ask a lot of questions boy. He called me Frankie because the Perfs made me into something disgusting. Luckily, I followed my way and I'm doing great as ever." she says.
"An experf. Wow. Does Stevie know?" I ask.
"No... Not even my big brother knows." she says looking down at the floor.
"Well, I'm pretty sure that Stevie and Zander will accept you." I say and she smiles. But after, she puts on a serious face.
"Now... Let's get you out of here," she says. "Get your stuff. You're breaking out." she says as I get my backpack and my ukulele.
It's go time.
A/N: If you're going to tell me Zander having a sister is pointless, then you're wrong. She does have a purpose in this story, so I'm gonna stick with her. So I'm sticking with Ella. Can anyone guess where I got the names Hendrix and Ella?