+Upside Down+

Willow’s Pov:

Five glares in five minuets. As I patrol the school corridors, in attempt to find a shorter way to my next class. I'm Willow Hudson and yes Avery Hudson is indeed my older sister. Her and I are close, well used to be close. You see ever since Ave became “big” things have changed for me. I was never one to hide that Avery was my sister, yet I was never one to brag. however, high school hasn’t  been a walk in the park, it’s been the opposite. 

I walk into the already started class, with a apology for my absence. After plonking myself down at my usual desk, back row last chair. I nod my head to everything Mr Johnson , our teacher says before I silently nod off, into a peaceful slumber. 

“Willow, Willow, Willow” I hear my name repeatedly.“Willow, Willow” God its like an alarm clock, “Willow, Willow, Willow”. I lousily rap my arms tightly around my ears in attempt to close off the repeated sound. “Willow…” say the voice before they are cut off  “WILL YOU SHUT UP ALREADY!” I screech. Only to find a familiar guy smirking at me. Is this a dream. I helplessly stumble out of my chair and dash out of the class room I was previously asleep in.

I sprint through the corridors until I reach the locker room, I hesitantly find mine and speedily unlock it, scrambling towards my phone then sprint in the opposite direction. I soon find myself in the girls lavatory all alone. I whip out my phone in one quick movement. I hesitantly dial a number i haven't dialled in a long time. begging the familiar vice on the other end of line picks up. “Hello” I hear on the other end 

“Hey Ave, Its me Willow” stutter though the phone

“ Well if it isn’t my little sis, How are things going?” she pleads,

 “Um things are Okay, I was just calling cause the weirdest thing just happened” I manage with a slight giggle.

“I’m all ears!” she laughs and I can just imagine the smile spread across her face as she waits. “remember that tacky rag doll that sat on top of the fireplace, the one with the enormous red button eyes that were lousily sewed onto it’s face?” I manage in one breath, waiting for her response “and remember how when you were little you used to believe that it would eat you if you were a naughty little brat” she chuckled down the line, I wasn't sure wether to take this as a compliment or an insult. 

“And the young boy that left it at our front door with a note attached to it that was addressed to mum and dad from someone they hadn’t heard from in years!” I exclaim remembering the shocked look on their faces. I eventually heard her mumble a “I think so…” as I continue with the story. 

I explained to Avery that the boy I just encountered was that young boy I opened the door up to when I was just five years old. And with that we said our goodbyes and hung up.

Avery’s Pov:

I sit legs crossed on a spinning chair waiting for my call telling me to proceed into another interview. “Ms Hudson your up” someone announces and I walk on stage suddenly becoming the centre of attention. 

I wave to the enormous crowd that is spread out before me, all eyes turned in my direction. I form a lump in my throat leaving me unable to speak, I’m procrastinating. It’s only an interview Ave. The presenter speaks first “Hello our Darling Avery, How have you been?” I don't see what kind of a question this is yet I answer it anyway. “Thank you, I’ve been busy thats for sure but things are going great, I have truly never been more pleased about my career” I announce as smoothly as possible “ it has come to attention” says the interviewer “that you my darling are returning to your home town for a whole year! Is this true?” he pleads 

“In fact I am, I have been really missing home and I’ve released that these years are my younger sisters and my most important years and I want us to be together for them” I speak clearly into my microphone waiting for his response “Thats something, That Is truly something! this is what we love about our Little star” he says in utter desire “Avery would you mind telling us more about your younger sister?” the man asks, more intrigued this time.

“My sister Willow is beautiful, she is absolutely to die for, she has a wild personality yet I sometimes feel my publicity is holding her back. She is really the only thing that keeps me grounded when I get a little lost. I love her so much, she is amazing” I speak the truth, my sister is amazing and I truly miss her so much. I am longing to be home with her, mum and dad. And thats where I'm going.  

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