Never Be Like You

Chapter one- Kidnapped

Ally sits on the bed, as perfect as usual, poised to perfection with her blonde hair braided into a messy side plait and her blue eyes slightly rounded. The only thing disturbing her perfect image is the raw rubbed red nose she sports as she grabs a tissue to wipe her nose for the 60th time. It would be mean for me to say I enjoy seeing her like this, sick, on one of the most important days of her life, but what can I say? I'm a sadistic creature who revels in her downfalls to make her feel better about herself.

Ally is perfect, always has been, Blonde hair blue eyes, perfect figure I believe what guys would call a "strong ten", and if the world wasn't cruel enough to ugly ducklings like me, God just had to give her the brain of Einstein and the athletic ability of Tarzan, some people say to me don't worry you are probably nicer, everyone has their downfall, but they're wrong because Ally is the most popular girl in Silver Crest high with a gaggle of friends while I can acclaim one person in my fan club.

So excuse me if I am enjoying this slight change of cards someone up there has dealt me. The perfect twin is sick. On the day of the Governors Youth excellence in Mathematics Awards. I absolutely love how this spectacular has turned out. My family and I have travelled a whole day to get to this stupid event, I had to miss my art exhibition in the local gallery, which, might I add I have been working on for the past year, all so we could "support" Ally as she walked on stage getting a certificate which says what we already know, that my sister is a bloody genius. And now, NOW, like she hasn't asked enough of me already she sits there asking the impossible of me!

"Look Ally, I don't think it would be right, it's your award, you should go up and get it" I draw out through clenched teeth trying to hide how utterly pissed off I am.

She sniffles, wiping away the snot on her face again.

"Please, please, please, no one will ever know! We are twins this is what twins are for!" she cries, putting on a whinging voice which I hate to admit it, is quite persuading.

"That's not what you believed in last year" I retort. Remembering back to that time I had a major anxiety attack before I was due to present my English speech in front of my class for an assignment. I had pleaded with her, on my hands and knees to go up onto the little podium, and pretend she was me.

"Seriously Summer, this again are your for real! That was last year! Get over yourself, that was different, that would be cheating!" she yells, her voice cracking with dryness.

"This is exactly the same! You would rather see me throw up in front of my whole class and embarrass myself, than simply stand up and say my speech for me!" I kick my foot on the edge of the bed, my leather combat boot thunking against the wood, she rolls her eyes, she can't see where I am coming from, of course she can't, she didn't have to be teased for a whole year. Her excuse was that it would be cheating, but in all honesty I know it's because my speech was crap and she didn't want to have to present something below her level, even if no one knew it was her.

She runs her hands through her hair, pulling at the strands she breathes out a shaky breath, tears well in her eyes, and damn me for having a soul and feeling like a mega bitch.

I sigh . God help me. I pad over to the bed and sit next to her, moving her pile of soggy tissues to the floor of our hotel room.

"Look, it's not right for me to go get your certificate, you don't need to even say anything, just walk up onto the stage, smile and shake the old dudes hand, then you're done, you can do that with a cold easy" I softly say, laying down onto the soft downy mattress of the hotel room.

"Bu-But I look like crap, even you look better than me" she sobs, throwing her head back. For a seventeen year old girl she sure throws a tantrum like a ten year old. And don't think I didn't miss that slight insult there, but I'll let it slip, just because she is crying, and despite everyone's impressions of me I am not a total stone heart.