Her

I’d known her for awhile, just never took the chance to really know her. We weren’t friends, per say, more of just an acknowledgment of each other’s existence.

When we finally reached high school, we became polar opposites. I grew my hair out and dyed it black and red, and she cut her short. I was semi popular because I made the varsity cheer team, and she was one of those kids, being in band.

But nothing in my mind changed about her. I still loved seeing her smile and I still adored her laugh. But something, rather someone, was always standing in the way. Someone who never cared what anyone thought about them, therefore saying and doing whatever they want, and effecting my image, making me look very bad.


My twin brother.

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