A/N: Just went to a party, so I'm in a good mood. Brain games can be really fun. Yeah. I went to a nerd party. Much funner than you think.

So how you doin? Wanna read this chapter? Be my guest.

Ella's POV

Tricking Mom and Dad is going to be so easy. All I needed was a garbage bag. They couldn't even realize that I'm not even sick.

"Step into this." I instruct Zan- Charlie. Yeah, I'm still adjusting to the whole twin thing. I mean, come on! Zander met Charlie, and he hasn't even done the switch thing yet!

"You want me to step into a garbage bag?" he asks examining the garbage bag looking to see if it's clean or not.

"Don't worry. It's not used or anything." I say.

"Fine. But how is this going to get me out of the house?"

"Just trust me on this one. No talking. Just crouch down and try to look like a garbage bag." I say and head out the door with Charlie by my side. I hold the top of the garbage bag as if I'm taking out the trash. We head out the door and Charlie's going along pretty well. It's as if there's nothing inside the garbage bag. Time to see if my acting skills are great.

"Hey Mom. Hey Dad." I say casually as I head towards the door that leads us both to the backyard. That way, they won't feel as if they need to watch me or something.

"Watcha doing with that honey?" Mom asks me.

"Taking out the trash." I say.

"Oh really. Well, let's not waste a perfectly good garbage bag. I have a lot of stuff to throw away. You don't mind?" Mom asks.

"You can't use this garbage bag." I say, but then I remember I'm sick. I cough a little bit.

"Well, why are you throwing the trash away when you're sick?" Dad asks.

"Because I'm not throwing away garbage." I say.

Quick Ella. Think...

"Well, what are you doing?" Dad asks.

"Well... You know that shed we have in the backyard?" I ask.

"Yeah." they say.

"I'm using it for my cool stuff collection. I got a ukulele to add to it." I say and take out Charlie's ukulele. I give it back to him after they don't look so suspicious anymore.

"Oh sweetie, let me put it in the shed for you-"

"NO!" I yell. They look at me weirdly. "I mean... Dad, you said a collection would give me some purpose. A hobby. Well, let me stick to my hobby. I promise I'll go back to bed after I put this in the shed."

"Well, how did you get a ukulele and why do you need to put it in a garbage bag?" Mom asks.

"I have my ways mother. And the garbage bag will protect it from... Stuff. So let me be." I say and wait for a reply.

"Fine. Go ahead. But I better see you go back to bed the minute you come back inside."

Sure. The bed I'm going to lay in while I surf the Internet and eat all those lollipops.

"Yeah Mom." I say and I casually head outside to the backyard. Once the coast is clear, I let Charlie out and he thanks me.

"No problem dude. Just remember the lollipops." I say as he heads out.

A/N: So... Yeah. This chapter was pretty short. Anyone like the character Ella? Should I call her Frankie or Ella. Oh well.

Just a quick question. Should I make Ella have a childhood sweetheart or something? Let me know in a review! I'll update soon darlings! Don't worry. No writers block is gonna happen this time... I hope.