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This story is owned and copyrighted by author Chrystal Wynd.
My twin sister was not happy.
“Madison!” she said, glaring at me from across the apartment we shared. “You bitch! How could you go out with Rick Preston pretending to be me?!”
“Oh, relax, Alison,” I said. “You didn’t miss much. Just dinner at a really expensive restaurant and dancing at the hottest club in Chrystal Heights.”
Alison stamped her foot, making her black bob bounce. “You’re not funny, Madison! You know how badly I want to go out with him! I've spent weeks trying to get him to notice me and when he finally calls, you answer my cell phone pretending to be me and go out with him? How could you do that to me?”