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Xyna
Who is she?
She is Xiera Angeline Alegre-Scott—my twin but also the only one I cared of not until Chariz came. Our parents once said that our name really suits us. My second name's DEVON because they saw me as a devil or a demon—the person that will bring their lives to a living hell. Why? I really don't know. They're just a narrow minded narcissist sucker. But they're right, though. I will definitely will bring them to hell once they meddle with my life and my decisions again.
While Xiera's ANGELINE because they think of her as the ANGEL. Well, that really suits her, because she's so kind, unlike me who's always been the devil who make those actresses lives become hell.
Xiera and I look very much alike. But we also have some differences. Just a little difference in physical— like our eyes, her eyes are ocean blue while mine is dark brown. Well, err-dad's eyes are blue and mom's is brown. So, literally my twin got her eyes from dad and I got my eyes from the witch—I mean from mom.
So that's it, they're very kind to Xiera. When I say very kind, they are literally vet kind to her—only just to her. To the point that they give what Xiera needs or asks for, even if Xiera doesn't even asked something, they'll buy it for her whole-heartedly, such as clothes, books, bags, etc. While my clothes are not as good and beautiful as Xiera's dress. Like a duster for me—you know like the old's clothing, while Xiera's a dress. My clothes are from the second-hand store, while her dresses are came from a famous dress shop and boutique. And last, they treat her like a diamond, while me? They treat me like a trash. Yeah, a trash.
But, I never was jealous of Xiera, in fact she was jealous of me. And another thing, she's their favorite because she's smart too. My complete different, right? And why would I envy her? I'm the one who chose this path, for Xiera to be happy.
'Cause if not—if I never sacrifice? I'm sure she will never be in her place now, and maybe I am not who I am right now, also. She will be me, and me will be she.
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AFTER a few minutes of jogging around our village I decided to come back to my house to take a shower.
After I finished, I immediately wear a plain black v-neck shirt, and a pair of skinny jeans.
I also dried my hair and then tied it into a pony-tail.
I look at the wall clock. It's already 9:13 a.m. Still early, surely I will arrive there with only a few casts. DSU's close to this village, so it's not a hassle to go there.
So I decided to head to a nearby coffee shop first. 'Early Hail Coffee Shop’ is the name. A not so famous coffee shop.
I went to the counter. The woman in the counter greet me but I ignored her and just looked for a coffee to drink.
'Americano, Latte, Espresso—'
Oh! I think I want to drink espresso today. Maybe that's just it.
“1 espresso”
“1.73 d-dollars ma'am” the woman stammered. Looks like she was intimidated by my presence.
I mentally rolled my eyes.
What's new by the way? They're all afraid to me as if I will hurt them.
I took out a 2$ from my wallet and gave it to the woman — Georgina. That was her name, I read it at her nameplate.
“I-I r-received 2 dollars” she returned the change.
I looked for a table. And I didn't have a hard time because there were only a few people here inside this coffee shop, and as expected they were all looking at me and observing and watching my every move.
I just shook my head and then walked towards the table near the glass door and sit.
I first pulled out my script and memorized my lines and parts. I don't have a hard time memorizing it anymore, as I've been acting for a long time, I already mastered it.
Soon after, the coffee I ordered arrived.
“Here's your coffee, ma'am. Thank you for coming"” said the waitress. I just nod at her before she leaves.
I sip on my coffee while still reading the script.
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Margaux (Xyna's part)
I'm right here in the classroom and secretly staring at Vince on the corner of my eyes.
Days and months passed by so quickly, our first semester exam was approaching. It's been months since we became friends. And our own respective family still didn't know even a single thing about our friendship.
All seats were arranged when Proffesor Jiana suddenly entered.
“Okay class, you have a new classmate. Please come in.”
And the transferrie entered.
My classmates starts whispering about the transferrie.
My eyes widened as I saw who the transferrie is.
'What the fucking hell?! Why is she here? I thought ... '
“I'm Quaine Patricia Pendleton, 19 years of age. It's nice meeting you all here!” she said with a Colgate-like smile. The boys shouted and whistled while my female classmates applauded. Some rolled her eyes on her, you know the insecure one.
I saw her analyze our classroom.
But, wait! She’s not just a mere transferrie. SHE'S MY BESTFRIEND!
Pat and I communicate to each other using skype, every night. But she didn't tell me she was coming home, this witch! She surprised me!
She stopped analyzing the whole room when she spotted me. Pat's smile widened— I called her Pat, short for Patricia.
“Ms. Pendleton, kindly sit next to Mr. Bedingfield” said Prof. Jianna. I saw how Pat's smile was removed when Professor Jiana said that.
When I look at Vince he was already with his catatonic face expression. He never been like this before.
‘Why is that? What's with their reaction? Might be Vince and her already met before? But no, it looks like they known each other for a long time’
I saw Pat sighed, before obeying and sitting down next to Vince.
Omg! I didn't expect we would see each other again today, but it upsets me that she didn't even say she was home and will transfer here to school. But, by the way let's deal with her later.
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