Two is better than One

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Summary

Twins Twins Twins Twins Twins these girls are twins but when their mum is killed anonymously they have to run together

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

The Skylar twins

Hi I'm Chance Skylar and my sister is Hope and really she is a beauty my mum was a teen mum with us and when I was young I may not notice but my mum did a lot of sacrifices to keep us alive healthy and well taken care of but sometimes I wonder does she only do that because social workers come and give her money if she does or if she doing that because she is a caring kind mother I really don't know. Well I'm guessing you have been experienced with these kind of stories a bad twin good twin but my twin was always kind till she hit 10. I saw her pushing another girl in the wall laughing and cackling but at home my sister is an angel we go to a boarding school so we don't really see my mum often but I regret pleading my mum to let me go everyone is horrible utterly horrible my sister always slaps me and treats me like the younger sister because she was born twenty-four seconds before me gosh...

But I love my sister to the bottom to brim and you are going to hear that phrase a lot. ☺

On Saturday's I always go out of the house to visit my biological dad because when my mum got in a divorce my dad didn't want me and Hope taking away from him so he called a lawyer and the judged filed my dad saying he was allowed to visit each twin every Saturday so yes but my dad was out with his mates so I wasn't used to it. I bet you all are thinking we are poor and all but no we are the ones living in luxury by the co workers fines we always had a Maid to do our dirty work or clean our clothes. But boarding school was a different story you had to be independent all those British people with their Chevy accents speaking like an elf (like my mum says) I was never used to it. As I woke up I usually slept in but my sister woke me up my sister was beside the mirror applying some powder to her face it was already pretty enough it didn't need makeup that wasn't necessary but what I saw she must think WAS necessary she was using the James Charles palette I had bought just because hers ran out doesn't mean she can use mine."Hey give me that back use your own you greedy brat!" I retorted rudely snatching it away and putting it in my safe locking the code eye scan wasn't useful because we have the same eyes and eye lids so I put finger print on. As the Maid rung the bathroom bell me and Hope made our way to the bathroom our Maid Mildred always favourites me I always gave her a room above our room and gave her cookies because sometimes mum could be a devil to her, When I finished my quick bathroom routine I ran down to make breakfast I never had a easy choice because there was SO much food we always had visitors but when they asked where was mama's husband mama would kick them out it could sometimes me so hilarious just the way they could be sent in such a rush and hurry.

As I made myself a salad my maid sat down beside and me and told me she was to take me and Hope out for dinner and shopping I squealed happy with joy I squeezed her hand because when i was with Mildred I felt I like I could buy anything without her judging me all the time because my mum always wants to get Gucci or Rolex but I wish I could just have some plain dresses and tiny heels. But now I want another James Charles palette and Miranda Sings lipstick because I love being her for a day and taking pictures of myself and Mildred on Instagram. But before we went my mum told me we were going to a Public school I was shocked.