Sigh in the wind;;

[GISELA MARIE FRANKLIN]

Gisela thudded into the girls dorm room where she had been told she would be sleeping. She missed having a room to herself already. Maybe she could just steal another car and run away from here. Or maybe it wouldn't be that bad at all. Her life at home had been awful anyways. Her foster parents didn't give two shits where she was or what she was doing. When she was sent here they probably had a party that she wasn't going to be at home anymore.

Gisela threw her duffel bag down on a bed they had assigned to her. She didn't even get to pick her own fucking bed. There was a small nightstand beside the bed for you to put your clothes in. No wonder they hadn't permitted her to bring more clothes than would fit in a small duffel bag. Well, atleast she knew unpacking wouldn't take long.

She flopped down on her bed, but immediately regretted it when she realized it wasn't very padded and hurt to flop on. Gisela didn't see how she was going to make it through a night on a bed like this. This was the first moment that she was starting to regret stealing that car. It had been so much fun at the time though, such a rush. But this is where it had gotten her. Atleast she hadn't ended up like the others. She had only been an accessory so she had gotten a choice, but the others had been sent straight to jail for God knows how long.

Gisela lay there thinking for a long time. She didn't keep up with the time, she didn't even feel like moving, but finally she sat up. She unzipped her duffel bag and began to unpack slowly. It was going to be a lonely time here at this crazy school, and she doubted anyone would want to be her friend here. She doubted she would be able to become friends with any of them anyways. Just then Gisela her footsteps coming towards the room and she braced herself for whoever was about to walk into the room.

[SKYLAR DAKOTA ROSE]

MAN HE NEVER HAD A CHANCE

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oh no, no, no. see this wasn't going to work. not at all. skylar did not want a room mate. she'd rather be alone in a room. it made it allot harder to get away with the things she did. what if it was a freshman? oh lord. what if they were a goody-goody, and tried to rat her out all the time. oh, that would not do, skylar wouldn't have that. didn't room mate's snoop around? that would not work for her at all! the thoughts kept running in her head, some newbie, was most likely already in her room. taking over half of it. she really hopped it wasn't a freshman. she may have been one a few years back, but they got rather annoying. it was the truth, after all. how many upper class men would actually say they liked the freshmen? skylar could honestly say, she was not excited to be getting a room mate. she was not thrilled to have to share her room. well, it was her room any more, now was it. speaking of which, she happened to be on her way there right at the very moment. so she skipped class today, this was what she usual did. the senior, was not very fond of class, after all. really, who was in this day and age? most kids at this school skipped, what more could be expected with teens like such. each one had a different problem. there was just nothing you could do about that, now was there? skylar was sure on that one.

really, she needed to brace herself. it was a wonder as to what would happen with the new girl. would she tick her off? oh, that was never good. considering skylar really liked to fight, it just was in her blood. but how many people knew that, after all, skylar did not run around telling people her past. she's rather kept it hidden from most people. no reason to let the world know her history, right? it would not be a very good thing if the new girl ended up starting something. because the black haired teen, was not very good at backing down from something. it never mattered who or what it was. even with her father she had never backed down. she schemed, and she dug right in to do what ever it took. being small wasn't always a good thing, it meant you were easy to be pushed around, but it also meant it was easy to move. maybe she could have that upper hand? oh, she was getting to far ahead of herself, and she knew it. considering, she hadn't meant the girl as of yet. throwing the cigarette that she'd been smoking onto the ground, and stepping on it, she made her way through the dorm hall ways. this was a bad habit of skylar's, it was true. but she didn't smoke often, it was just a now-and-then type of thing. this went for drinking too. it was just something she had picked up as a freshman, it was like she did it all the time. she knew how badly it would harm her body, but that actually didn't make a difference for her.

taking a deep breath, and continued down the hall way, finding her dorm key before she got to the door. was it sad to say, she really did not want to meet this newbie? she could have just been being childish, it was most likely the case. who wanted to share a room! it made it so much harder to have your own privacy. and as she shoved the door open, her head didn't even turn to look at the girl on the bed, her head looked back at the door, as she shut it with her foot. she asumed the girl was already in the room. she had been informed earlier after all, it wouldn't take till late night for her to get there, right? "rule one, stay on your half of the room. rule two, don't talk to me. rule three--" maybe she shouldn't have looked over toward the bed? considering her sentence stopped short. why did she feel like she was looking at a mirror, when she shouldn't have been? it couldn't have been.

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[GISELA MARIE FRANKLIN]

Gisela almost freaked out when her roomate walked into the room. She thought the other girl had walked in holding a mirror because when she looked at her all she saw was herself. What made her realize however, that it wasn't a mirror, was the fact that the other girl had black hair, and Gisela had had her hair died brown for a while now. She was seriously starting to freak out. Who was this girl? And why did she look exactly like her? Was it a joke?

The clothes that Gisela had currently been unpacking fell out of her hands. She ignored that though. And this was ticking her off a little bit that her roomate had decided to play a joke on her and look exactly like her. How was that even possible? Did she see a picture of her before she came here and get plastic surgery to look just like her? But who in the hell would do that.

All this went through Gisela's mind very fast, but of course she didn't say anything. She was a rather quiet person and meeting new people wasn't exactly her thing. She especially wasn't any good at meeting people who looked just like her. She needed to find out what the hell was going on though. She stood up slowly and decided to pretend she hadn't noticed anything, maybe the other girl would bring it up first, or maybe she had just imagined it.

Gisela clasped her hands together in front of her feeling a little awkward. "Um, hi. I don't know if anyone told you, but I'm your new roomate." Gisela put on a fake smile. "My name is Gisela Franklin." She waved and then dropped her hands to her sides not sure what to do next.

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[SKYLAR DAKOTA ROSE]

MAN HE NEVER HAD A CHANCE

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was this some cruel joke? it just had to have been. punishment for skipping, for smoking, for drinking, for cutting parts of her body. for every rule she'd broken, and no one could have kept count on how many she had broken. but if it was a cruel joke, who would go to such lengths? no one knew she had a sister.. well, okay the people that ran the school maybe. but they didn't know they were twins. they did not know everything, after all. how was this possible? it wasn't. it just wasn't. that's all that she could come up with. it was not possible for her to be standing there looking at her baby sister. there was no way! skylar mouth hung ajar, and she hadn't even noticed it had fell open and remained like such. clothes fell out of the girls hand. it wasn't her. it couldn't have been her. there was just no possible way. for once in her life, skylar was left speechless. she had no smart ass comment, no sarcasm, nothing. her denim eyes watched her, like a hawk, through black bangs. difference number one, hair. her hair was brown. but simple dye could do that, correct? yes, yes that was true. considering skylar often showed up with a bit of brunette thrown into her dark locks, it was not hard to throw it in. the smile, oh it was not hard to tell. it was fake. those were never really hard to notice.

slowly, the "impostor" as skylar had gone to calling her in her mind, moved and stood up off her new bed. still, nothing seemed to come out of her mouth. words had yet to even be formed. what to say? who the hell are you? the words just about slipped out when she thought it too! but the girl beat her to it. "Gisela Franklin." any color that had been left to her skin tone, drained right then. though skylar was actually pretty pale when it came down to it, so this must have meant she looked ghostly white by now. the name. it haunted her. she had hated it for so long. ever since she was seven. ever since they were split apart. it had hit her hard. more than a slap to the face could ever do to her, which wasn't saying much. skylar was one that could take a beating, she had much practice in that as it was. she didn't seem to be breathing at the moment. it had escaped the senior. "Whip the fake smile off your face." Her hand almost flew to her mouth when that slipped out. It didn't just slip out, she basically breathed it out. she hadn't meant to say it. but it bugged skylar. why? well. if her mind wasn't so far ahead of her. then. this was... gisela.

not many people had that name, you know. skylar had never heard another girl have it. and considering, she felt like she had a mirror planted in front of her? it just.. had to be. though this was hard to fully believe. but she wasn't going to say anything. for a moment, she'd leave it be. she didn't seem to be the only one that looked a bit freaked out. finally she started to pull it together, her mouth shut, and her eyes narrowed a bit behind her hair. like usual. "names skylar, skylar rose. why are you in here?" it was a simple question. gisela may have not known it, but skylar really wanted to know why she was there. the younger one was just... too sweet to be in a place like this.

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