"Sit. Now." Starlene ordered, pointing to a couch that was covered with empty take-out boxes and clothes. She shoved all of the junk to one side and I took a seat. She sat down on a chair across from me and wiped off the glass table between the couch and chair, which was littered with mail and magazines.

"Who are you, and why do you look like me?" she asked, cutting to the chase quickly. She crossed her arms over her skimpy top and leaned back in her chair.

I took a breath. "My name is Kathleen Vickers, better known as Throwback from MyMusic, and I have absolutely no clue why we look the same."

Starlene's eyes widened and she furrowed her brow. "YOU'RE Throwback?! Holy shit, Tina said I looked like you, but I didn't think we looked this much alike..."

I sat up straight and stared at her. "So Tina did set up that whole video camera thing! I knew it! I can get my job back now!" I did a small happy dance in my chair and grinned.

Starlene frowned. "Tina said it was just for a prank... What's this about your job?"

I told her the whole story and she listened, seemingly intrigued by the Metal-Tina-Throwback issue more than anything else. When I finished, she got up and started stalking towards where I assumed her room was.

"Where are you going?" I asked. She didn't turn back to me as she answered.

"I'm going to get something more decent on. Then, you and I are taking a trip down to your place of work."

My mouth dropped open in surprise at how quickly she had decided to make things right. I quickly got over my shock and started doing a pre-victory dance in anticipation of how I thought the events would unfold at the studio.

Starlene returned shortly and we headed off. We went in the cab I'd used to get to the apartments, because Charlie had taken my truck to work. We got there in a little less than an hour and a half, considering she lived a ways outside of Los Angeles.

I sneaked in with Starlene through the back door because I wasn't entirely certain whether Tina was still there or not. I managed to sneak to the intern's desk, where for some reason Employee 2 and Scene still were.

"Scene!" I whispered, crawling past Indie's door. Scene glanced over and squealed, getting up and tackle-hugging me as Employee 2 stood up and walked over.

"Throwback, why are you here? You know you're not supposed to be back until Monday," Employee 2 stated.

"I know, but I have my evidence now! I can prove I'm innocent!" I exclaimed. At that, Starlene walked out from behind the corner she had been hiding behind. Scene and Employee 2 gasped.

"You have a twin?!" Scene screeched. I shook my head.

"I'm not sure if we're related at all, but if sure does look it, doesn't it?" I replied, glancing over at my darker-haired doppelgänger. She was too preoccupied with checking out Employee 2 to say anything else.

Just then, the door to Indie's office flew open and Charlie, Soundtrack, Tina, Metal, and Indie all trooped out. Tina was seething, shouting something about "that back washed whore" and "we need to be remarried". She caught sight of me and almost charged at me like a bull.

"Throwback! What are you doing here?" Charlie sputtered as she made to hold Tina back. Soundtrack was already standing in front of the angry ex-housewife and looked rather calm about the entire situation.

"I have the evidence I need to prove my innocence," I said coolly, looking from Indie to Tina and back.

Starlene stepped forward and there was a collective gasp. Tina's face went white when she saw Starlene, thus clarifying the last of my doubts as to whether Starlene and Tina really knew each other.

Indie motioned for Starlene to introduce herself. She glanced around a bit awkwardly until she noticed Metal and her eyes went wide as she looked him up and down. My stomach did an odd flip at this, and I wasn't entirely certain as to why.

"I'm Starlene McIntyre," she said, suddenly confident. "I'm an actress. Tina hired me to break in here and place the cameras and other stuff in the box under Throw's desk. Tina said I looked like the girl she was trying to frame, but I didn't know we looked this much alike... I also didn't know she was trying to get Throwback fired. I thought it was just for a prank."

Charlie was staring at her in shock, Soundtrack had an eyebrow raised somewhat inquisitively, Tina was outraged, Indie had his usual "I don't really care" look, Metal was staring at Starlene with awe and something else, and everyone else (the rest of the company had wandered in when they had heard Tina's shouting,) had their mouths hanging open.

Metal snapped out of his daze and turned to Tina. "Is this true?"

Tina looked from Metal to Starlene to me frantically as her mouth opened and closed like a fish. She was stuck.

Indie stepped forward then. "I suppose that means yes, in which case Throwback, you have your job back, Tina, you are hereby banned from this building, and everyone should go back to work."

Charlie and Scene squealed and basically glomped me as Tina stalked angrily out of the building for hopefully the last time. Indie returned to his office, Soundtrack had disappeared because Idol had started screaming for her, and everyone else to their desks... Except for Metal, who Starlene had sauntered up to and started a conversation with.

Employee 2 managed to get Scene away from me and focused back on work, and Charlie was now looking at Starlene and Metal.

"OK, we need to call Mom and Dad." She pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number. The phone rang for a minute before someone picked up.

"Mom? Hey! It's Charlie. Kathy wants to talk to you," she spoke, handing me the phone.

I took the phone and pressed it to my ear. "Mom?"

"Hello, Kathleen! How are you? How is your new job?" my mother asked.

"I'm fine, my job is, uh, interesting... How is India? Are you and Dad doing well?"

"Oh, we're fine. Charlie said you wanted to talk to me about something...?"

I took a deep breath. "Um, yeah. So, some stuff happened here at work and I met this girl who is an actress here in L.A..."

"Oh, Kathy, if you've changed your sexuality, it's alright."

"No! That's not it!" I was exasperated. "I'm still straight! It's just... This girl... Her name is Starlene McIntyre."

I think at this point Mom dropped the phone because there was static and a loud crashing noise. "Mom? Mom?!"

She returned a few moments later. "I'm alright, just... Starlene McIntyre? What is so important about her?"

I laughed dryly. I was getting fed up with this. Mom was going to try and avoid the subject, just like she always did. "Heh, yeah, well, the funny thing is, she looks exactly like me! Hilarious, right? And she just happens to have your maiden name! Weird."

Mom sighed into the phone. "Kathleen Joann, I suggest you drop this now."

I cringed when she said my middle name. "No, I am not going to drop this until you tell me why I'm looking at essentially my twin and why you're acting all fishy about this."

That was what did it. "God dammit, Kathleen Joann Vickers! Do you want to know who she is? Really? Fine then! She's your half-sister. She is my daughter."

My mouth fell open and I dropped the phone. Charlie dove to catch it as I stared at Starlene, who was now completely and obviously flirting with Metal.

Charlie hung up the phone after saying a few things to Mom and she looked at me. "What did she say?"

I continued staring at Starlene. "She's our half-sister."

((A/N: DUN DUNDUN

Hey look who decided to finally come back.

Yup.

School's over, I basically failed my Math course, and I don't have much else to worry about, so I'm back here to write this!

Just, I should let you guys know I've been dealing with really, really bad personal issues lately and if I suddenly disappear completely without any warning and you never hear from me again, it's probably going to be because I did something permanent as a fix to a temporary problem. We'll leave it at that.

Anyways. Review Replies. Phew, I've missed you guys!

Annabeth Everdeen: Dundundundundunnnnnn ta-da you are pretty much right on the ball there with the long-lost sister thing. We'll get more into that in future chapters.

Yeah, school forced the hiatus upon this story and everything else I've been trying to work on outside of school so I haven't had any time to do what I wanted and needed to do until we finally were released from the grasp of the evil building of torturous teachers and homework and ... PHYSICAL EDUCATION. O.O

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THE SEASON FINALE THOUGH

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Yes the Avatar Massacre of 2013. Not to be spoken of amongst the interns. Nope. Nope nope nope.

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...SEASON 3 OF SHERLOCK *squawks indignantly and hides* WE'LL ALL BE OLD AND SENILE WHENEVER THAT FINALLY COMES OUT

Wait are you really from Russia because wow that's really cool what is Russia like is it cold what animals are there I have so many questions about Russia not really that many questions but I do have questions

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