Jasmine didn't come down for dinner and no, I haven't gone to meet her and no, I am not heartless. There's absolutely nothing I can do to make things better. I brought up an ugly past and that wasn't fair on her. Greg is the worst mistake that my sister ever made and I hope he's miserable wherever he is although my sister wishes him healing and a better life (you see what I deal with). So I am trying to make dinner.
...1 hour later...
Why didn't you guys try to stop me earlier? The smoke detector is beeping out of control and the oven is bringing out more smoke than Uncle Joey. Jasmine rushes out her room, gives me a glare and says
"So not only will you hurt me, you also want to kill me"
She turns off the oven, puts off the detector, opens the windows and is about to storm back upstairs.
"Wait." I say
She stops and looks straight at me with no emotion. Here it goes
"I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean what I said"
"Yes you did, don't lie to me"
"Okay fine I did but I shouldn't have brought him up. That was uncalled for."
"Don't worry about it. It's my fault for trying to help"
"Just leave me alone Jacqueline. I will still forgive you remember just like the naive twin I am."
She goes back upstairs steadily and calmly but she can't pretend to me. I still see the tears drop. Did I mention I was the worst sister ever? So eventually I clean up my mess and throw away the apple pie I had tried baking. I'm not in the mood for any TV so I just go to my room. First days aren't meant to be this bad.
....... ........ .......
The next day, there's no excitement or anything. I get up early and get dressed by myself. I don't think my combination of a red top, purple jeans, blue scarf and shoes is that bad. I head downstairs and make cereal as that is the safest option. Jasmine isn't up yet which is quite unlike her. I go to her room and knock. There's no response so I enter and find her bed empty. There's a note though.
"I have taken a ride with one of my friends to school so the car is yours. Your first class is in the afternoon so there's no way you can oversleep. I picked out an outfit for you as you would see on the bed. See you later"
Wow, maybe I do take her for granted. I mean she could have left me stranded at home and let me go to school looking crazy. I head to school quickly. I have some things to do.
When I get to school, most people are already in their classes and so the campus looks a little empty. My sister's first class is also in the afternoon so she would be staying somewhere to keep herself busy. As luck would have it, I find the root of all my problems: Davison McEvil.
"If it isn't Miss Montana" he says
Okay right now I am thinking of punching him right his stupid little face but I decide to try Jasmine's method
"Oh, another one of my fans. How are you?" I say with a wide smile on my face
"Why are you smiling like that? It's creeping me out."
"Smiling like what?"
"Like a creep."
"(Rude!) Oh okay I will stop" I say all the while imagining dragging him across the floor.
"So where's your hot sister?"
"(BARF) I am actually looking for her myself"
He lifts an eyebrow at me and gives me that challenging look.
"So we are really going to go on like this?"
"Okay then. So what's with the outfit? Do you think this is kindergarten?"
So I didn't wear the outfit she chose for me. It just felt wrong. I didn't even take the car. I took the bus to school as I have no friends to call on.
"Is there something wrong with it?"
"Yes, it looks like a rainbow barfed on you"
"Oh that must explain why I feel so cheerful." I say with my smile growing even larger.
"Oh please, if you are trying to copy your sister, you could never be as bright as her."
Okay that struck a nerve.
"What did you say?" I ask with my smile wavering
He smirked knowing he was close to breaking me. What he doesn't know is breaking me means me breaking his nose.
"I said you could never be as bright, awesome, cheerful or even as cute as your sister"
My fists start to ball up
"You know we are identical right?"
"And so, even if you looked exactly the same, your awful attitude makes you way uglier than her so stop trying to be like her. It's pathetic."
With that last syllable, I raise my fist and swing at him waiting to hear the sweet sound of fist against face. His look of surprise is too priceless. But yet that sound never comes. Someone is holding my arm. I turn back and see Jasmine holding my arm.
"Come on, let's go Jacqueline."
When did she get here?
"Hey Jasmine. How are you?" he says
Jasmine glances back and says so coldly that even I get chills
"Next time I see you talking to my sister or even being near her, you will regret it."
"Why would I even want to be near her? Do I want to catch ugliness?" he mutters.
That's it. Jasmine sighs and whispers "Idiot". I shrug out of her grip and aim a punch at him. He dodges but I make contact with his arm. I walk away smirking as he cries out in pain. That felt good. I and my sister walk away together in silence. After moving away from the scene, I turn to her and say
"I'm sorry about bringing up Greg. He was a sorry excuse of a guy just like that dude over there. I hate that he ever walked into your life."
"It's fine. I know you didn't mean it. Besides, you tried my being nice stuff. How did it feel?"
"Horrible. Ain't for me, sis. But seriously, are we cool?"
She then takes a deep breath and smiles at me, not a fake one by the way.
"Yes, we are."
Did I mention that my sister is awesome?
"So where did you come from? I was looking for you." I ask
"Oh I was like actually following you" she says while laughing.
"How?" I say with a smile on my face
"Well, I didn't want you to find me so the best option was to be behind you following you. I felt like a really cool spy." She says still laughing.
"Jas, you are so weird." I say laughing
"I learnt from the best, Jack."
"Ugh not that boyish nickname again."
"Did you say something Jack? I didn't hear you, Jack"
I just start laughing. I love my twin.
"So Jack, let's head home and get you out of that catastrophic outfit."
"Hey! It's not that bad. The scarf matches the shoes"
"Well you are right. Why didn't you just wear what I laid out?"
"I felt too guilty. I couldn't annoy you and still wear the clothes you chose for me. That's why I didn't also bring the car."
"You didn't what?"
"Bring the car." I say shyly.
"Great, now we have to take the bus home. My friend has a class now"
"Don't worry about the outfit, Jas. Let the school accept me for who I am, color riot and all."
She just smiles and gives me that big sister hug. Yes, she isn't my big sister but most times, it feels like she is. So I made up with my sister, punched a boy and I am actually wearing my own choice of clothes to school and no one is openly laughing at me. Second days rule!