Blaire would be walking through the door any minute. Right on cue, she walked in. With an evil yet suspicious glare thrown my way, she marched up the stairs. Five minutes after Blaire walked up the stairs we heard a loud, annoying squeal. Let me explain.
After, we got home we ran up the stairs. Then we split up to make sure everything would get done in time. I went into Blaire’s bathroom and set the water temperature to freezing cold. Ameteur move, I know. Destany ran into Blaire’s closet and replaced all of her clothes with mine, and Sarah went into Blaire’s room and threw away all beauty supplies that could make her look prettier than me. Maybe I am the evil twin.
As the week went on, Blaire seemed to be getting angrier and angrier, which made me happier and happier. Well, until Mom and Dad found out about it. They walked into my room with scowls on their faces, but they weren't alone. Behind them was Blaire and Trent. I silently prayed to the lollipop gods to spare my