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-Amelia-

I wore a deep frown of annoyance and anger as the rest of the camp, including the now clean Lilli and Elizabeta, led Alice and I to our cabin. And if I might add...It's for the rest of the summer! No offence, but who locks up enemies in a cabin for 8 weeks!? Lilli, who was a bit calmer from the mess, explained all too much that it would be good for us, that we would probably come out as best friends! Again no offence, but I would never become anything close to friends with her! I huffed and tightened my grip on my repacked duffle.

While I was walking behind Elizabeta, I noticed something. Anya and Bella were nowhere in sight. Not even in the crowd of the other girls, and Peter. They must have ditched me when I got in the most heat of trouble. Some great friends...My anger disappeared slightly as sadness replaced it. I wasn't that much of a social girl. Mostly other people assumed I was and greeted me. And since I was usually looking for company I was thrilled to have someone else with me. Yet since I was going to be cooped up with my worst enemy, I was probably going to be really lonely, save for lunch. But even then, others might avoid me.

I then noticed something else. I glanced at Alice for only a moment while looking again for Anya or Bella, but saw clearly, she had red glasses on. They framed eyes that looked so much like mine... I quickly looked away and tsked. Dad's glasses were way better. And I could use it to my advantage in case we got into another fight. The thought though, quickly vanished. I had glanced at her again and for a brief moment I saw something I never had seen with this girl.

She was sad. In her eyes, it clearly showed distress and sadness. Her head was down as she walked, and her back slightly hunched while she gripped her bag. I barely had time to notice her friends were not around her too, when she sharply stopped and looked up. I snapped my head forward and almost bumped into Elizabeta. I moved back a few steps and winced as the loud shrill of a whistle sounded.

"Alright! Girls, go back to your activities!" Elizabeta called out loudly. There were shouts of joy and thuds as the storm of the girls, and boy, left in a hurry. I let out a sharp sigh as Lilli set her eyes on us, calm and looking only a bit angry."Now girls...The Solitary confinement Cabin." Elizabeta in turn pointed to the high left. My eyes trailed up a long length of stairs to a big cabin. I widened my eyes at the sight but flickered them over to Lilli who began speaking again.

"I know it must seem unfair to you girls, but I am sure you will be thanking us later." She then gestured for us to go. I rolled my eyes as I quickly went up first. Already the annoyance and anger was returned to me."Mhm, I am totally going to be thanking you later...Pfft, whatever." I grumbled to myself, opening up the creaky door and heading to the first bed I saw. I dumped my bag onto the bed and turned around to see Alice come in slowly, looking around in curiosity and dread. After a few moments she moved quickly to the other bed and set her things down gently, then clicking them open to put away.

I rolled my eyes again and went back to the door, looking out the window to only see the figures of Elizabeta and Lilli disappear. Great...just great.

~Later~

After finally deciding to put my things away, I wanted to sleep. I changed into my comfy pj's and grabbed Tonny before slipping underneath my covers and shifting to get comfortable. I rolled over to the wall to block out the light that was still shining since Alice still had to get to bed too.

Time seemed to pass and I rolled over to my right and opened my eyes, expecting to see a dark surrounding. But I winced and yelped lightly as bright light hit me like a ton of burgers. I quickly sat up and looked for Alice through scrunched eyes, getting wider as I got used to the lighting. There on a neatly made bed, was Alice. She was resting against her pillow with knees drawn up. Her head still down as she wrote more things in a journal/notebook.

I stared her down, making the 'Are you kidding me?' look, once I got what she was doing. It took only a few moments for her to notice my icy glare before she smirked and continued writing. I almost gaped with the surprise at that, but it took me a few seconds before a similar smirk went on my face. I reached over to my left and quickly found the switch to the light. I paused a few moments to see if she was done writing a sentence before hitting the light, and bathing us in the dark.

I inwardly patted myself on the back and plopped my head down onto the pillow again, sighing lightly. But halfway through that sigh, the light came bursting back on. I sat up annoyed and looked her right in the eye before reaching and turning off the light again. Not even three seconds went by before the light came on, Alice glaring at me with her hand on the switch. I almost smirked before turning it off. She turned it on again and this time I glared back. I was tired and really not in the mood so I glared again and turned it off. But yet again she turned it right back on.

Throughout the night, Alice and I had a war with the light.

~The next day~

I had just returned from lunch, with a spare pair of batteries in my pocket, humming a tune while walking through the door. I almost cringed as the familiar music entered my ears again. Alice had been listening to this weird old type of music the past few hours and it was already getting on my nerves. So after storming out of the cabin to get lunch I formed a small easy-win plan. I only needed batteries to fill it. As I rummaged through a drawer with my things, I felt my hand bump against a object. Grinning to myself I quickly took hold of it and pulled it out.

I set my small boombox on the nightstand next to my bed and felt Alice's eyes on my back as I messed with the cords and switches. After shoving the batteries in I turned the machine on. But it didn't turn on. After messing a bit with the buttons and switched I realized I must have put the batteries in wrong. I rolled my eyes and sighed sharply and took it off the stand again and took out the batteries. This time putting them in the right way.

I sat on my bed then pressed the ON button. Music started flooding loudly out of the thing and I turned my head to grin at Alice. She frowned back at me before going to her small radio and turning up her tunes. My grin vanished quickly and I turned mine up as well. We then started another war, this time with the music. The machines we had may have been small, but they blasted volumes.

We ended the evening being scolded by Lilli, who was starting to not become so happy with us.

~The next day~

As I pinned up another picture of a boy from a band, I heard the thunder clash again and a small gust of wind hit me from the open window. I shivered lightly before taking a step back and admiring my work. It was a calm day, with Alice and I taking a day off from wars or pranks. As I reached for another picture I glanced up before getting hit by a cold gust of wind. I heard the papers from the wall flutter and tear off. I rushed onto my bed and gripped the ends of the window, pulling while getting hit with even more wind. I grunted as I kept pulling, hearing only nothing but the roar of the wind.

I quickly noticed Alice, trying to push the window and help me."It won't budge!" She called out, pushing even more. It took only a few seconds of our combined work before the window started to move. She let go as I pulled and locked the window shut. When I turned back she was a few feet from my bed, holding her hands as if she did something wrong, looking at the wall and floor. I let out a sigh as I got off my bed and faced her."Thanks." I said, smiling.

I felt something between us change then. We seemed to have a friendlier aura around us, and I felt our previous tiffs go away. Ignoring all the bad things, I honestly really wanted to know this person who looked so alike to me. I only hoped she sensed this as well and wanted to be friends too.

Alice bent down and picked up something before offering it to me, with a small smile."Here is your..." She paused, slightly confused at what she was holding. I grinned and reached for it."Tonny." I finished. She raised her eyebrows in curiosity before smiling and setting him firmly onto my hand."Tonny." She repeated, meeting eyes with me.

I nodded before setting him on my pillow and turning back to the wall, tailing my eyes down to the floor and back again. My smile disappeared and I kneeled onto the floor, picking them up quickly. Alice did the same and looked at each one, making sure they were in alright condition. I had already picked up the surrounding pictures by me when I heard her ask."Any of your pictures ruined?" I turned to her a bit more, smiling softly, holding a picture of Leo."Only the beautiful Leo DiCaprio."

Alice glanced before shuffling the pictures and smiling as well. It didn't look as if she reconized him."Oh? Your boyfriend?" I laughed a bit before shaking my head."Yeah. Right. You've never heard of Leonardo DiCaprio?" She shrugged."I've heard of Leonardo DiVinci." I tilted my head and scooted a bit closer to her.

"How far is London anyway?" She faced me before answering, with a thoughtful expression."From here, six thousand miles." She paused briefly, grinning a bit sadly."But, sometimes it feels much further. How far away is your home?" She seemed a bit brighter as she changed the subject and I thought with a small nod, yup homesick.

"California's way at the other end of the country. Hey, I actually have a picture." I got up and opened a drawer, lifting up a shirt and pulling out a photo. I sat in front of Alice again before handing it to her."Wow. It's beautiful." She commented, looking closely. I nodded and started telling her about my home."Yeah, we've got this porch that wraps around the whole house with rocking chairs and a hammock and stables back that'away."I paused to point a spot in the picture before continuing."And this great pool with a sliding board..." I trailed off because Alice seemed to have a weird look on her face.

She nodded when I stopped talking before pointing to a figure in the picture, facing the house."While that is really cool, who's that?" I looked closer before smiling."Oh, that's my Dad. He didn't know I was taking the picture or he would've turned around. He's kinda like my best friend. We do everything together." Alice flinched lightly and seemed to act as if chilled by something. She started to rub her arms, handing me the picture."What's the matter?" I asked in concern. She only shook her head, waving the question off."It's chilly in here, that's all." She stood up and moved a bit away.

I nodded before going to the end of my bed and pulling out my pack of Oreos from a trunk. I then held it up for Alice to see and shook it a bit."Want one?" She smiled and walked to me, and nodded."Sure. I love Oreos. At home, I eat them with with Peanut Butter." I stopped, surprised. I looked and locked eyes with her smiling widely."You do? That's so weird." I paused to lift up my jar of Peanut butter."So do I!" She sat down on the bench near the trunk and looked to see if I was serious."You're kidding! Most people find that totally disgusting." I nodded, furrowing my eyebrows in memory."I know. I don't get it." Alice grinned."Me either."

We both laugh and I realize that maybe, she isn't as bad as I first thought. I am hoping she thinks the same as I unscrew the lid from the jar and scoop some PB on my Oreo. As I took a bite something came to mind.

"Hey what's your Dad like? I mean, is he the kind of dad you can talk to, or like is he one of those workaholic types that says, 'I'll talk to you later honey', but never really does? I hate that." Alice took a moment to take in my rambling before putting on a sad-ish look."I don't have a 'Dad', actually. I mean I had one, once, I suppose, but I was born to two men. They divorced years ago. My Father never even mentions him. It's like he evaporated into thin air or something."

I nodded, agreeing with exactly what she was saying."It's scary the way nobody stays together anymore." She hummed taking a bite of an Oreo."Tell me about it..." We sat in silence a couple of moments before I decided asking another question."How old are you?" As I took a bite, she thought a couple of moments before answering."I will be 14, July 4th." This caused me to choke a bit."So will I!" I said with wide eyes. Alice gave me a strange look before looking me right in the eyes and asking,"Your birthday is July 4th?" I nodded quickly and she hummed again."How weird is that..."She said quietly before I smiled, nodding."Very."

I felt my stomach acting up again as I started to think about our conversation. Yet before I could get too far, I took note to the silence outside as a distraction."Hey, it stopped raining! Want to get a popsicle or something?" I stood up and walked over to the door, turning to find Alice right in front of me. She had a thoughtful look on her face and she looked me up and down while playing with the necklace she was wearing.

"What's the matter?" I asked nervously, playing with my locket a bit. Alice locked eyes with me before asking curiously."Amelia, what's your Mother like?" I tilted my head a bit before furrowing my eyebrows."Um..I don't have a mother. Well, I mean I do, but I was born for these two guys. But those two split up after I was born, or something. My Dad never really talks about him, but I am know he was really beautiful."

Alice took a step back and gave me another strange look."How do you know that?" she asked slowly. I grinned a bit."Because my Dad had this old picture of him hidden in his sock drawer and caught me looking at it all the time so he gave it to me. Hey I am really thirsty, you sure you don't want to go to the canteen and get something?" Alice then got a annoyed look."Will you stop thinking about your stomach at a time like this!" I scoffed lightly, ignoring the warning bells in my head."At a time like what?" Alice turned her back to me and began pacing as she started to explain.

"Don't you find it peculiar that we both look so much alike and have the same birthday..." She paused to throw the thought away."Oh jeez, this is beyond coincidence, beyond imagination! Listen, I only have a Father. Amelia you only have a Dad. We both have similar stories on how we were born and how our parents split up. You have a old picture of your Father, I have one of my Dad- But I bet its a whole one, instead of a scraggly worn out piece ripped in the middle- and what in the world are you rummaging in your trunk for?!" Alice practically shouted as she noticed where I was at.

From the words she spoke I could see where she was going with this and that odd feeling in my stomach returned. It brought chills down my spine and me moving to find the picture of my Father. As I found it, I turned to her bringing the picture close to my heart, I gave her a very serious look."This. It's a picture of my Father. And its ripped too..." Alice widened her eyes."Right down the middle?" I nodded slowly."Right down the middle..." Before I knew it she had gone to her drawers and pulled out a box. She opened it quickly and gently went through it before pulling out a similar sized piece of paper and holding it to her chest, turning to me and taking a few shaky steps forward.

"Dear goodness...this is freaky. Alright, on the count of three, we'll show them to each other. Okay?" Alice was using a tone filled with disbelief and hope. I nodded nervously and took a deep breath. Taking one step closer to Alice I started out shaking a bit."One..." She took a step to me, calling out, "Two..." We both took a step and almost shouted out the last number before moving the pieces together.

"Three!"

-Alice-

To my amazement and shock the pieces went together perfectly. As I took a step closer to Amelia I looked at the picture and saw them."That's my Dad..." Amelia half whispered in awe."And that's my Father..." I responded, trying to process everything that just happened.

We then turned our faces from the completed picture, to each other, and the Lunch bell rang. I blinked only a few moments and took a deep, shaky breath."That's the lunch bell..." Amelia only shook her head and wiped away a few tears that appeared in her eyes."Um...I'm not so hungry anymore." I breathed out a laugh at that, watching as Amelia moved her hands around between us. "So, if your Father is my Father...And my Dad is your Dad... And we are both born on July 4th.." She paused the pointing and gulped."That means we are like...sisters." She finished lightly, laughing a little. Her eyes filled with joy and awe.

I widened my eyes and placed my hands on her shoulder shaking her lightly before giggling and speaking."Sisters?! Amelia, we're twins!" With that we quickly pulled each other into a tight hug, filled with laughter and tears. When we pulled away, I was wiping away my tears when I saw Amelia messing with her necklace.

"What's that necklace you seem to be messing with a lot?" Amelia jumped a bit a the question and cleared her throat lightly before answering."Heh, its my locket. I got it when I was born. It has my initials on it. AJ..." She showed it to me and I reached for mine, a smile on my face."I got mine when I was born too. Except it has AK on it.." As she looked at it she rubbed her arms."Dang...now I got goose-bumps..Woah! Wait...I am a twin?! There's two of me? I mean, of us! I think...I think I need to take a seat..." She quickly moved and sat down on my bed.

"I think I'll join you." I said quietly, sitting next to her. We took a few moments in silence, finally taking a chance to realize that we were sisters! But before I could form a proper thought Amelia turned to me and demanded I show her my hands. I furrowed my eyebrows before slowly moving them to her. She put her hands up as if in high-fives and gestured me with her eyes that I do the same. As I placed my hands on hers, I felt another chill go down my spine. It had been happened ever since I met Amelia."Woah!" I heard her comment in joy and amazement."Identical! 'cept I bite my nails." I frowned lightly."You should stop. See how nice they could look?".

Amelia just shook her head before going on, ignoring helpful advice."What's your favorite color?" I scoffed lightly."Cobalt Blue." She hummed and frowned a little."Dang...I like Mint Green. Maybe we are not exactly the same..." She dropped her hands and looked a bit defeated. I rolled my eyes at her and sighed."We are still sister's, so don't worry." She brightened up quickly before taking her own hand and bending her thumb down to her wrist, grinning at me."Can you do this? But only with your right hand?" I shook my head and did it with my left hand."No, but I can do it with my left." She nodded and thought a bit more.

"If you could only eat one food the rest of your life, what would it be?"

"I don't know...Pizza..." I shrugged

"Topped with...?"

"Olives, green pepper..."

"Aaand...?" She drew out.

"...Pepperoni."

"Omigosh! We are twins!" Amelia then captured me in a tight hug. We both giggled as I returned it.

~Later~

As we both ate at the table only made for us, we talked a mile a minute."-I don't know what our parents fought about, but it must've been pretty horrible for them to disect us like this." Amelia nodded in agreement to what I was saying."I can't imagine anyone not getting along with Dad. Everyone loves him." I nodded."I know, same with Father." Amelia pushed her plate a bit in front of her before resting her head on her arms."Tell me about him. What's he like?" I smiled and pushed my plate forward as well, but stayed sitting up."He is a clothing designer." Amelia shot right back up and gave me a shocked look."Get out!" I nodded and thought a bit."Yep, He designs the most beautiful wedding dresses. Actually becoming a bit famous now. A Princess in Greece just bought on of his gowns."

I almost laughed at the face Amelia was making."Wow..." She said."You know what is interesting though?" I asked, capturing her attention for another subject. Once I had it I continued."Neither of our parents got married again...Has your...my...our Dad ever been close to remarrying?" Amelia shook her head, laughing."Never. He always says I'm the only love in his life now. I would think so too. Not to brag, but I am a great daughter." I brushed off the last part before thinking again."Father has never come close either." I then brightened up and looked at her excitedly.

"You know what that means right?" Amelia only shook her head."Not exactly. You're obviously the older one. You seem to get things before me. What does it mean?"

I leaned in a bit, beckoning her to do the same before whispering."Secretly, in their innermost heart of hearts, they must still be in love with each other." Amelia gave a thoughtful hum and whispered back."You think so? Then why haven't they tried to see each other all these years?" I smiled and sat back up, shrugging lightly.

"That's the way true love works. History's filled with stories of lovers parted by some silly misunderstanding. Anyway, Father can be unbelievably stubborn when he wants to be." Amelia snorted."He can't be worse then Dad." I laughed a bit grabbing my plate and standing up, waiting as she did the same."They sound just like us."

~Later~

I woke from my small doze to see an excited Amelia, pacing back and forth on the floor in front of our pushed together beds. She was speaking too quickly that I couldn't exactly hear what she had to say."What are you raving on about?" She stopped quickly and climbed back on, crawling to me quickly and sitting down."You want to know what Dad is like, right?" I nodded slowly, sitting up."I was dreaming a bit where I was on your front porch with him." She nodded excitedly."Yeah! And I am dying to know Father. So what I am thinking is something brilliant. But it's also scary." I gave her a wary look before nodding slowly."Go on.."

Amelia quieted down a bit before grinning."I think we should switch places. When camp is over, I leave as you and go back to London and you leave as me and go back to California!" She must have seen the look on my face before she continued."We can pull it off. We're twins, aren't we?" I nodded but started shooting off the reasons why we couldn't."Twins from different countries, with different accents, different hairstyles, completely different vocabularies...different everything. Amelia, we are totally and completely, one hundred percent different."

I already knew Amelia wasn't going to be giving up easily so I waited as she started to beg."So? What's the problem. I'll teach you to be me, and you teach me to be you! Come on...I gotta meet my Pa.." I rolled my eyes but quickly thought of something. I got out of bed and paced a bit, waking up my thought process.

"You know, if we switch then that means, sooner or later they will have to switch us back." I met eyes with her and saw her eyes sparkling."And when they do... They will have to meet again" she said. "Face-to-face. After all these years.." I finished with a light sigh. We both crawled back in to bed and with a sigh we started to fall asleep. Right before I fell asleep I heard Amelia mumbling,"Told you it was a brilliant idea..." and me nodding in agreement.

~The next day~

Early in the morning we started our switching plan consisting of Amelia learning the structure of my house, and I learning hers as well.

"Okay, dining room's on the right, but we never eat there unless it is Thanksgiving, Christmas, or -of course- our birthday. Living room is here and Dad's office is over here down the hall. You never have to knock, if you do, Dad will be weirded out by it. Over here is...-"

As I put all of this into memory things started happening quicker. The days flew by and summer was full into motion. One evening we were reviewing who lived in the house and I was showing Amelia the photos I had."This is Grandfather. He is actually the big brother of Father but he likes to be called that." Amelia smiled and giggled a bit."Aww, he's so cute. What do we call him?" I scoffed lightly and tapped the photo."Grandfather. Were you not listening?" Amelia shrugged and gave me a sheepish look so I ignored it and got out another photo."This is Ludwig. He's our butler.-" She quickly interrupted me with a 'no way!' look.

"We have a butler?!"

~Time Skip~

We were both watching a movie for free time and Amelia noticed my hands."You need to start biting your nails." She said. I shook my head no quickly."No way..." She nodded and smirked."If you don't Dad will find ooouut." She sang the last word and I rolled my eyes starting to chew on them.

Such a nasty habit...

~Time skip~

I was sitting in a chair, gripping the sides nervously and trying to take deep breaths. Amelia stood with scissors and comb in hands, waiting patiently for me to give her the sign to go."A-Alright...I'm ready..." Amelia nodded and took a piece of her own sandy hair before touching mine and trying to aim on where to cut.

As I started to squeeze my eyes shut I noticed Amelia doing the same and still bringing the scissors to me."Don't shut your eyes!" This caused her to flinch and grin nervously."Oh..Right...Sorry. I'm just a little nervous." I snorted."You're nervous?! A thirteen year old is cutting my hair! Go ahead and just do it!" Amelia paused briefly and grinned at me."Hey! You sounded just like me!" I smirked and wiggled my brows."Well I am supposed to, hmm?"

I closed my eyes again as I heard the first snipping of the scissors cutting hair. My hair..."Don't worry hun, you've never looked better." Amelia assured as she continued cutting. A while later, she finally finished. I looked in the mirror and Amelia looked with me. I widened my eyes as she put the scissors down and grinned.

I touched my hair lightly and out of the corner of my eye, saw Amelia's grin die as she leaned in for closer inspection."Oh gosh...!" I looked at her confused, while petting my short hair a bit. She turned to be in panic, and pointed to her ears."I have pierced ears!"

"Yeah...?" I questioned before it hit me. I then backed up away from her and the mirror shaking my head and almost screaming."Oh, no. Forget it! Nuh-uh! Not happening. Sorry. Wrong number. I refuse." I quickly sat down on the bed and folded my arms.

"Then cutting your hair was a total waste! There is no way Dad won't notice if I go to camp with pierced ears, and come back without. I mean, come on. Get real." I furrowed my eyebrows before standing up stiffly and throwing up my arms."This isn't fair. I've had to chew my nails, cut off my hair and now you want to punch holes in my ears! You didn't have to do one bloody thing to become me!" I was fuming while Amelia put her hands on her hips."Hey, can I help it if I am a complicated Lady with a look entirely my own?" I only growled in response.

~Later~

As Amelia held the needle over the flame I squeezed my eyes in discomfort. The ice on my ear certainly wasn't helping either."Needle sterilized." I squealed again and looked at her."Y-Y-You sure you know what you're doing?" I squeaked as she moved closer. She looked at me cooly and nodded."I've gone with all my friends to have their ears pierced. It'll all be over before you know it. Now, earring ready?" I held up the earring in response. She nodded and moved closer."Okay, just relax. On the count of three, remove the ice." I barley had time to nod before she quickly counted.

"One, two, three!" I felt a pain erupt from my ear before letting out a shrill scream, causing Amelia to do the same.

~A while later~

"Hey...Wake up." I said slapping Amelia lightly on the face."Amelia...AMELIA!" With my shouting she finally woke up and glanced at me to ask with slurred words."Are you bleeding to death?" I rolled my eyes and stood, lightly touching the new earring in my ear."No. Honestly it only hurt for a tiny second. But I refuse to only have one pierced ear." I paused and held up the needle."Back to work, darling." Amelia only glanced at the needle before passing out again.

"Amelia?!"

(VICTORY! THE LONGEST CHAPTER I HAVE WRITTEN EVER! xD It is honestly amazing for me so yay! Next chapter is the goodbye then next to the parents x3. I hoped you enjoyed. And if there are any mistakes, feel free to tell me~ I will see you next chapter! Later lovely readers!)

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[10-21-16:Errors that have been bothering me have been fixed.]

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