"This is going to end badly." I say while I watch Ashley try out my jeans.
"It's not." She protests. "We have been over every detail in our lives. I think we're ready."
"If you say so." I say sceptically.
"Don't worry." She calms me down. "Just don't forget to write to me every week."
"Write?!" I ask looking at her in shock. "Why can't I just use my iPhone?"
"Well because there's a strict no cell phone rule at St Peters." Ashley says not looking directly at me and I open my mouth in shock.
"I'm sorry." Ashley says looking at me pleadingly. "I didn't want to tell you earlier because I knew you would freak."
"Hell yeah, I'm freaking out!" I say desperately clutching for my phone. "This is the 21st century! How on Earth are you not allowed phones in that place?!"
"Calm down." Ashley shushes me. "We're just not. And don't bother sneaking one in because there's no signal there."
"What?!" I snap again and Ashley tries to shush me again. "Okay, that's it! I'm not going anywhere! Come on, take my clothes off!"
"Blair!" Ashley whines but I shake my head.
"A-a." I protest. "I'm not doing it."
"Blair, please." Ashley begs and I look at her. "This is important to me. And you said you would do it."
I stare at her for a moment and then sigh. "Fine!" I give up. "I'm going to do it."
"Thank you!" Ashley says with a smile and hugs me. "I love you."
"I love you too." I say with a small smile. "I love you so much, I'm giving up my phone for you."
"You'll see it's not so bad." Ashley assures me but I don't buy it.
"I'm not even sure I know how to write a letter." I protest as she finishes packing my suitcase.
"You'll get a hang of it pretty soon." She assures me and I groan in protest. Just in that moment, the door of the guest room opens and Beth walks in not giving me a chance to change my mind.
"Miss Blair?" she looks at Ashley who's wearing my ripped jeans and red top and her hair looks more like mine now. "Your car is leaving in a few minutes."
"Yeah, I'll be down in a sec." Ashley says perfectly imitating my American accent. Beth nods her head and leaves the room and I smile proudly at Ash.
"I'm so proud of you." I say and she smiles closing my suitcase.
"This is it." She says. "We're doing this."
"Don't tell me you've chickened out." I say looking at her.
"No, of course not, but it seems so unreal." She says as she grabs the suitcase. She turns to look at me. "Be good B. And please don't ruin my reputation at St Peter's. I am the Head Girl so try to act like it."
"And you get to have a break from all of this." I say and smile at her. "Get crazy and write to me often. Especially when you find someone who's going to work with you."
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm going to miss you, B." Ashley says and hugs me again.
"I'm going to miss you as well." I say and hug her back. "You should really go. Blair can't wait to get away from here."
"Sure thing." She says and I laugh at her perfect imitation. She opens the door and walks out of the guest room. I follow her downstairs feeling scared, but also a bit excited. When I came here two weeks ago, I have never thought this is how my trip to England will end. Technically, it's still not over. I still have to spend one more week here before I leave for school pretending to be Ashley. We walk down the stairs and I try my best not to fall down in the high heels Ashley's usually wearing. I have got to hand it to her. It's not an easy job to spend an entire day in those things. Maybe I should have paid more attention at grandmother's lessons about how to be a lady.
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Blair and Ashley are twin sisters who couldn't be more different. Blair lives in New York with her Dad, couldn't care less about school and the only thing on her mind is soccer. Ashley lives with her mother in London, recently became Head Girl at St...