No One Can Tell We Are Related
***the picture is of my sister in anime form***"What did I do?" I yell at her. "You acted like a pansy, wasted your ticket to the movie, and interrupted me and Jake!" She immediately spits out.
Alice:
-dirty blonde, curvy, deep blue eyes
-senior
-nice to everybody
-does volleyball, track, basketball
-has patience
-cheer leader, journalism, speech
-great grades
-amazing body and clothes
-loves terrifying movies
Me-Alex:
-ugly brown hair, bright hazel eyes
-sophomore
-short temper
-cross country, speech
-no patience for idiots
-good grades
-Taller, skinny, and more flat than
your average ruler.
-not too much of a stomach for movies but i can stand a diseased run over possum on the road.
I yell back at her: "I don't see anything entertaining about dead bodies coming out of furniture that's all! And why do you care about my ticket, I paid for it!" She rolls her eyes again, and mutters "whatever". We finally get home after the angry silence in the car, and I go straight for my room upstairs, while Alice happily chats about the movie to Mom while convincing Mom how awful of a Movie Buddy I am. I scowl, rip off my sweatshirt and toss it into the dirty laundry. But as it lands I remember the envelope. I quickly grab the sweatshirt again and gingerly feel for the pocket. Of course the first pocket I check is the wrong pocket. So I grab the other one and pull the envelope out.
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