Different

The first day

No this is not my first day at school, I've never been to school, and I don't have any friends because of that. This first day is the first day of dealing with my twin again after 4 months of being apart. Ella is her name so how did I get stuck with the name Cameron? I guess my mom and dad really wanted a boy. Oh not to mention, tomorrow I have to start public school, because my mom thinks it would be good for us to "make new friends", even though I know it's just and excuse to get rid of me, and if she didn't send "sweet" little Ella too, then I would know for sure that she hates me. Hey at least high school is going to be easier for me than her, I mean we both look about the same except she dyed her hair brownish blonde, and I stuck with my original hair color, a dark reddish blonde. I mean I'm now prettier than her because I have more unique features, I'm more tan and I have freckles on my face but not too many, I have high cheekbones and green eyes, so yeah I look a bit different. She on the other hand is a bit lighter than me, of course she has high cheek bones cause we're twins, she has lighter green eyes, unlike my emerald ones, and since she dyed her hair, she has dirty blonde hair that's very dull and kinda frizzy. My mom bought her a whole wardrobe and I had to buy all my clothes with all the money I've been saving up forever. I already know what I'm wearing tomorrow. A black V neck, long sleeve crop top and some baggy ripped jeans, with a cute belt. Frankly I don't care how I look but I'm going to wash my hair and straitened it. I feel absolutely terrible right now my dad still isn't home and my mother is still bossing me around. I hear the front door open, and you know what that means? My dad is finally back I stand up from the couch under my mothers glare and walk into the entree way to see my dad, a tall dark skinned man with green eyes and freckles. I take some of the groceries from him and walk to the kitchen where I start to put things away. My mother, a white ass bitch who likes to favor her other child, walks in right as I stop to drink some water. "What do you think your doing" she says in a screechy tone that sounds like a crow being murdered. "You're supposed to be putting away the groceries, not sitting around doing nothing!" Oh my god, she is the most annoying thing on earth, how is she my mother again? "Actually Mother I am putting them away, I just stopped to get a drink of water." I replied in a stupidly calm voice. I should be yelling at her that she's a lazy ass bitch who needs to put away her own food. "Do not back talk me young lady, I am your mother, you will do what I say, so put away the groceries, without stopping to drink."  Again how is this lady my mother??? "Ok mother, whatever you say." Ok that physically hurt to say, like it's that bad, I do whatever she says, then I get yelled at. She stomped out of the room, and I continued to put away the groceries. Then, when I finished, I went to my room to relax.