It all started on the first day of my senior year. I was ready to work hard and get out of there as soon as possible. It wasn’t like high school was terrible for me. I went to all the parties, I had friends, and I got good grades. The only thing that was wrong with this whole picture was how I was known. I was just known as being one half of the twins. Whenever someone heard my name it was always, “Oh. You’re one of the twins.”
Don’t get me wrong, having a twin has it good points, but being beside Remi was a challenge in itself. She was the risk taker who never said no to anything. Really I’m not over exaggerating she said never said to no to the crazy stuff. She was always the one to finish her dares and still walk out of it with everyone loving her. There was just something that drew people to her. Me on the other hand, I took everything with a little bit of caution. I always came home on time and I never drank too much. I was the one dragging her home after a long night , listening to her tell me how much she loved me. I was just Rhiannon the simple twin.
Even when you looked at our baby pictures you could tell that Remi was the outspoken one. She was always smiling and posing pulling me into the picture. One of the pictures was something I looked at before I got out of bed. I never got how we could look so much alike, but be so different.
I remember when we were freshmen and the popular girls got in my face about sitting at their table. I just stood there with a blank stare. Then she came in and saved the day like she’s always done. She stood face to face with the girl and pointed out her fake tan and let her know that her boyfriend was cheating on her with her best friend. Ever since then we’ve sat at that table. It was actually kind of amazing to watch how she could just take over in seconds. Maybe it was a first born thing, even if it was by less than 2 minutes. That was one of the great things about her; that she stuck up for me no matter what. Too bad there was so much more that I didn’t know about my sister.
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I got out of bed and went straight to my closet to pull out what I was going to wear. Everything in my closet was always organized and what I was looking for was right in front of me. I laid out my shirt and skirt on my bed and placed my shoes on the floor. I walked over to my dresser and picked out what jewelry I was going to wear. It sometimes made me sick that I planned so much out even before the day started. I heard the click of her door and ran out of my room as fast as I could.
“Remi no!”
“Too late!”
She peeked out of the bathroom and laughed. We went through this every morning and somehow she always beat me there.
“I really need to get ready in this bathroom today.”
“Just use the one downstairs.”
“My stuff isn’t in that bathroom. Your stuff is.”
“Hmm. Well I’d rather use this one.”
“You just do this on purpose.”
“Rhiannon you seem a little emotional today, maybe your period is coming. There’s tons of tampons downstairs.”
“REMI!”
I knocked on the door as hard as I could until I heard water running and the faint sound of music.
“Remi get out!”
“Sorry! I can’t hear you!”
She turned the music up and I knew there was no point of trying anymore. I grabbed a towel from my room and ran to our downstairs bathroom. Passing the kitchen I avoided my dad who was reading the morning paper as usual.
“Someone seems happy today.”
“No dad I’m not happy. Your daughter is already ruining my day.”
“I’m sure you guys will work this whole bathroom thing out.”
I walked into the bathroom and looked at him before I slammed the door shut.
“No we won’t!”
Don’t get me wrong, having a twin has it good points, but being beside Remi was a challenge in itself. She was the risk taker who never said no to anything. Really I’m not over exaggerating she said never said to no to the crazy stuff. She was always the one to finish her dares and still walk out of it with everyone loving her. There was just something that drew people to her. Me on the other hand, I took everything with a little bit of caution. I always came home on time and I never drank too much. I was the one dragging her home after a long night , listening to her tell me how much she loved me. I was just Rhiannon the simple twin.
Even when you looked at our baby pictures you could tell that Remi was the outspoken one. She was always smiling and posing pulling me into the picture. One of the pictures was something I looked at before I got out of bed. I never got how we could look so much alike, but be so different.
I remember when we were freshmen and the popular girls got in my face about sitting at their table. I just stood there with a blank stare. Then she came in and saved the day like she’s always done. She stood face to face with the girl and pointed out her fake tan and let her know that her boyfriend was cheating on her with her best friend. Ever since then we’ve sat at that table. It was actually kind of amazing to watch how she could just take over in seconds. Maybe it was a first born thing, even if it was by less than 2 minutes. That was one of the great things about her; that she stuck up for me no matter what. Too bad there was so much more that I didn’t know about my sister.
******
I got out of bed and went straight to my closet to pull out what I was going to wear. Everything in my closet was always organized and what I was looking for was right in front of me. I laid out my shirt and skirt on my bed and placed my shoes on the floor. I walked over to my dresser and picked out what jewelry I was going to wear. It sometimes made me sick that I planned so much out even before the day started. I heard the click of her door and ran out of my room as fast as I could.
“Remi no!”
“Too late!”
She peeked out of the bathroom and laughed. We went through this every morning and somehow she always beat me there.
“I really need to get ready in this bathroom today.”
“Just use the one downstairs.”
“My stuff isn’t in that bathroom. Your stuff is.”
“Hmm. Well I’d rather use this one.”
“You just do this on purpose.”
“Rhiannon you seem a little emotional today, maybe your period is coming. There’s tons of tampons downstairs.”
“REMI!”
I knocked on the door as hard as I could until I heard water running and the faint sound of music.
“Remi get out!”
“Sorry! I can’t hear you!”
She turned the music up and I knew there was no point of trying anymore. I grabbed a towel from my room and ran to our downstairs bathroom. Passing the kitchen I avoided my dad who was reading the morning paper as usual.
“Someone seems happy today.”
“No dad I’m not happy. Your daughter is already ruining my day.”
“I’m sure you guys will work this whole bathroom thing out.”
I walked into the bathroom and looked at him before I slammed the door shut.
“No we won’t!”
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