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A loud clatter and a ring jarred Holly from her sleep. Searching the room drowsily, she located the source of the noise. Her sister, Livvie, was applying makeup in front of Holly's mirror. The ring was Livvie's cell phone, which she was now talking into excitedly.
"Of course I'm wearing the gold belt! It totally shows off my figure, and goes great with the black miniskirt I just bought!" she yelled over the loud whirring of her neon pink hair dryer.
"Livvie, tone it down! I'm sleeping!" Holly shouted to her.
Livvie held up a finger. "Sorry, Dana. I gotta go." she said, then snapped her phone closed. "What the heck, Holly? I was talking to Dana! She's helping me get ready for the audition!"
"Why are you in my room getting ready? You have a fully functional makeup-applying counter in your room!" Holly whispered.
Livvie smirked. "Because your room is bigger. And I wanted to bother you."
"You are so rude." Holly muttered. "You and Dana Shapiro can go stick your big, pink, sticky mouths somewhere else!"
"Whatevs." Livvie strutted out of the room. "I'm getting ready for my audition."
"Audition?" Holly asked. Just then, her twin sister Jamie was starting to stir.
"What happened?" asked Jamie, murmuring just above a whisper.
"Is Livvie really going out for an audition?" Holly fired back at her. She was really mad.
"She IS?!" Jamie shot straight up. "Let's ask mom!" she shouted. "So not fair!"
Following that, the girls blindly charged out of the room.
"MOM!" Holly yelled.
"What?" Tori yelled back from the kitchen. Beck walked through the door, casually dressed in a dark blue collared t-shirt and khaki shorts.
"Hey!" Tori waved to him. They hugged, then faced the girls, Beck's arm still around Tori.
"Sorry, girls," she said with a knowing smile. "I could only get one audition. And Livvie..."
"Oh, please!" Holly cried in an angered voice. "Livvie's always-"
"-been your favorite!" Jamie finished in the same tone. At that moment, Holly and Jamie stalked out of the room and flopped down on their beds. Livvie was just leaving.
"Have fun girls!" She smirked at them, then flounced out of the room, her black skirt and gauzy white blouse puffing up behind her.
"Oh, like I care!" Jamie hollered after her.
The laptop sitting on Holly's bedside table dinged. She opened it and saw that she had a video chat request. Jamie raced over to her, just as Holly clicked the "Accept" button.
"Abbey!" The twins said at the same time.
"Hi!" Abbey waved, then pulled a yellow hairband off her wrist and started to French-braid her dyed-blonde hair as she talked. "Dana told me about the whole Livvie-thing. Details?" Jamie and Holly took turns filling her in. She let out a sympathetic groan.
"Yeah, I know how you feel. Dana's the same way!" She suddenly fell back and bicycled her legs in the air. "Mall today?" she asked excitedly. Holly nodded. Abbey always knew how to cheer her up.
Yeah, not a great ending for me... but let me know if you have any ideas, because I'd love a little help!
"It was so amazing! So, we decided to walk to the restaurant, and when we got there, we
sat down at this candlelit table in the back, and the food was really good! And then..."
Jamie had been listening to Holly ramble on and on about her "perfect first date" for an
hour. She was bored already.
"... then we talked about how-... about a lot of things..." For some reason, Holly
glanced at Jamie sheepishly, as if they had said something about her. "And then we
walked home, and... yeah, it was great!"
"It sounds wonderful!" Tori exclaimed. Just then, the phone rang. "I'll go get it." she
"Sounds like fun." mumbled Jamie. Holly squinted at her.
"Are you jealous?" she asked. Jamie's honest answer was yes, but before she could say
something else, their mother walked in.
"... Okay... That's great! Where is it?" Tori paused to listen to whoever was talking.
"Wait, can you repeat it? I need to write it down." She grabbed a pen and a notepad and
scribbled down something. "Sure, we'll be there... nine, alright... thank you, bye." She
hung up and turned to Holly. "You made it!"
Holly shrieked. "Wait, really?" Tori nodded. Holly jumped up and down. "This is so
"Wait, what?" Jamie asked. Then she remembered. A long time ago, Holly, along with her
silver guitar, had auditioned to be the opening act for an upcoming music awards show,
filled with real superstars. Apparently, there was a practice at the music center
tomorrow at nine.
"Holly made the music awards! She has to go to the practice tommorrow at nine." Tori
said. "You girls get some sleep. You need to be rested for tomorrow." And without
another word, they all walked away, Jamie's head still spinning. Holly would be a famous
singer, and she would still be a nobody.
That morning, Jamie sat up groggily to see Holly, fully dressed in a floaty white cotton
blouse and a tan skirt, brushing her hair while standing over Jamie.
"Come on, wake up!" she exclaimed. "We have to get ready! You're going too!" Then she
ran out to find her shoes.
Jamie slowly sat up and tiredly pulled on a pair of worn jeans and an equally worn blue
t-shirt. She didn't care. She wasn't the one going onstage.
She only jumped up and ran when she heard a thump and a shout. She arrived at the top of
the stairs to find Holly, sitting at the bottom of the stairs, yelling in pain.
"I think I broke something!" she screamed. "Ow!"
"What's wrong?" said Jamie. Tori and Beck, who were taking the day off to bring Holly to
her practice, ran right over.
"I think it's my left..." she winced. "...arm... and my left leg... and maybe my neck."
"Here," said Beck, gently lifting her up and placing her on the couch. "I'll call the doctor. Tori and Jamie will go tell the people what happened."
Tori raced to the car without a word, Jamie trailing behing. She couldn't pretend that she wasn't a little bit happy, in a strange, horrible way. Holly wasn't going to be famous after all. But she was hurt, which wasn't a good alternative.
When they arrived at the huge arena, Tori immediately went inside. A man was waiting for them.
"Holly Oliver! And Tori. I know you both! How nice." He glanced at Jamie. "We'll need a wardrobe change, though."
"No, that's not Holly, it's her sister, Jamie." said Tori impatiently. "We're here to tell you that Holly was injured and can't do the show."
The man groaned. "Well, we already put her name on all the ads, and also her picture." He stopped for a moment, then looked at Jamie thoughtfully. "Hey... Jamie, can you sing?"
Yup... hope you liked it! Surprise ending. It's weird.
The room immediately went silent.
The three guys were looking at Holly expectantly, who was smiling in a shocked but elated sort of way. Abbey and Jamie were off to the side, Abbey giddy with joy, Jamie trying to smile but secretly upset inside. Holly always got the best of everything. She was more talented. More popular. Prettier than her. She was friends with everyone, and it was hard not to immediately love her. Therefore, she always got more attention. From everyone. Jamie was just the shadow, trailing behind Holly, the star.
"I've been waiting for forever!" Holly squealed. "Absolutely!" And they hugged while everyone around them smiled, only Jamie's was fake.
Just then, Holly's cell phone rang. "Yeah?" she answered. "Oh, okay... that's great, yeah... sure, okay. Bye." She hung up, an angry squint on her face.
"Don't tell me." Jamie groaned. "Livvie got the part?"
Holly nodded. "Livvie got the part! Although I don't know why anyone would pick her."
"Aww, poor you guys." Abbey pouted. "Now," she clapped. "What about karaoke?"
Navir winced. "No way." he said.
"Normally I'd love that," said Holly. "But we have to go home. Mom wants us for Livvie's 'Congratulations' party."
"That must be awful for you," said Connor sympathetically. "Good luck."
"Yeah, thanks." said Jamie, looking away. "Bye."
Back at their house, there were streamers hung on the walls and balloons tied to the chairs. A huge banner with "Congratulation, Olivia!" printed in glittery gold letters was hung across the kitchen cabinets. And in the middle of it all, her mom, Tori, her dad, Beck, and Livvie were gushing to each other and hugging.
"Hello?" shouted Holly. "We're here!"
"Oh, girls!" said Tori, finally turning towards them. "Come on! It's a party!" She pulled a pink cake out of the fridge. "Congratulations!" she said to Livvie.
"Yeah, congrats, Liv." mumbled Jamie.
"Great job, Livvie." Holly muttered.
After taking her very small slice (Too much sugar, she had said), Livvie sat down at the brown kitchen table and began to tell the details of her "amazing" audition.
"So, I walked into the room, and the director, producer, and some other guy were sitting at a table." she said in a proud voice. "They greeted me and gtave me a script. I read a few lines with that one guy, and then they told me I got the part!" She squealed in excitement. "Rehearsal begins Saturday at eight!" she grinned.
Great, Jamie thought sarcastically. It's Tuesday. Three more days of listening to Livvie brag.
But all she said was, "That's great, Livvie."
She and Holly ran up to their room. Jamie immediately started taking out her updo, which no one had noticed.
"I can't believe her." Holly whispered, pulling out her hairbrush and running it through her jet-black hair. "She's so spoiled."
"Agreed." Jamie replied before going into the bathroom to wash the makeup off her face. "So when are you going to tell Mom about you and Logan?" she asked once she was done.
"Soon," she said happily, her mind finally off Livvie. Her phone beeped, and she opened it. "He just texted me. Tonight, the movie theater, six o'clock!" she shouted. "Our first date!"
"Yay for you." Jamie tried to say, but again, she felt weighed down by cement.
"You have a date?" said Livvie. Both girls turned and gasped. Livvie was standing in the doorway, looking shocked. "You?"
"What?" said Holly defensively.
"Well, at least let me help you get ready." Livvie eyed Holly's makeup-free face and straight black hair. "You'll need it."
Two hours later, when Holly had shared her excitement with their parents and Livvie had come in with her huge makeup case, Holly was finally dressed up in her date outfit, a sparkly blue dress that was way too fancy for a movie theater and about a pound of lip gloss, eye shadow, and other makeup.
The doorbell rung, and both Livvie and Holly jumped up and exclaimed, "He's here!"
They rushed to open the door, and Jamie heard their greetings. Holly may have been up in the clouds, but Jamie felt as if her life was sinking lower than ever.
Ideas? I just started reading this today to do you a review, and let me tell you im already attached! I love the idea a lot! It's so hard to explain how much i like it! Drama is a good thing too. You've had a few of that. Drama helps people stay hooked to the story so do more of that!
Realistic? Totally! The characters are SUPER realistic especially. Keep that up.
Every character included? Well, i dont know the character list, but i've seen many characters, so im sure your doing a great job on it!
Details? Very detailed. I've never read a fanfic this detailed. It makes you feel like your inside the story if you know what i mean? And writing chapters those long... people LOVE that! Keep it up!
My Advice to You? Well, considering you havent written a chapter in almost a month, you may want to write a chapter. I know your super busy, we all are in times, the problem is when you dont write a chapter in awhile, people stop reading. Trust me, it happened to me once.
Jamie flopped down on the Shapiro's couch as soon as she walked through the door.
"Well, hello to you too, guys." said Abbey and Simon's dad, Robbie, as they walked through the door. He was bending over a pot, making some sort of pasta dish.
"Oh, sorry, Mr. Shapiro." Jamie sat up.
He waved a hand. "No, it's fine. I'm making lunch when you're hungry."
Abbey ran up to him and tackled him with a bear hug. "I thought you were going to work today!" Robbie worked as a reporter for the newspaper and was hoping to maybe get on television.
"I got a day off. And your mom is at the bakery, and your siblings are at the mall with the Harris family." The door opened behind them. "I guess they're home." he said.
"Daddy!" exclaimed Scarlett as she walked through the door, pulling her pink backpack behind her. She reached out her arms, and Robbie grabbed her and spun her around. Dana rolled her eyes as she dropped two full shopping bags on the floor.
"Dana," said Robbie, his voice suddenly stern. "Don't just drop your bags on the floor. And I told you not to buy too much!"
"Whatever," Dana muttered, and she tied back her dark blonde hair before trudging out of the kitchen.
"So," Robbie said in a kinder voice as he turned back to Scarlett. "Did you get anything?"
"Yup!" Scarlett nodded proudly, and held up a doll with sleek blonde hair wearing the most ridiculous pink dress.
"That's great!" said Robbie, and as Scarlett left, Jamie saw her give Dana a smirk that no one else saw.
"Spoiled." Dana whispered to Scarlett, but if she heard, she didn't show it.
Footsteps sounded from the other room, and three toddlers with curly brown hair wearing three different colored dresses raced into the room.
"Jenny, Violet, Lucy!" Abbey exclaimed.
"Abbey! Abbey!" the shortest one with the pink dress squealed, and she ran up to Abbey, giving her a hug.
"Hey, Violet, how was your day?" Abbey asked her.
"Good!" she replied. The tallest one, with the blue dress, Lucy, ran up to Jamie and tugged on her arm.
"Hi." she said shyly when Jamie looked down.
"Hi, there." Jamie smiled slightly. "Hey, you've gotten pretty big since last year."
The one with the green dress, Jenny, nodded proudly. "Yup. And we're only three!"
"Let's go in the basement." Logan interrupted. He motioned with his hand, obviously desperate to get away from his siblings. Abbey, Holly, Jamie, Navir, and Connor followed him.
"So," he said as they sat down on the worn couch in the half-finished basement. "What should we do?"
"Want to give makeovers?" Holly asked with a mischevious glint in her eyes.
"Please, please, please can we?" Abbey pleaded. "Jamie needs it more than us!"
"Yeah," Holly giggled. "It's a charity case!"
"Sure, okay." said Connor, while Navir and Logan nodded.
"We'll just be over here," said Navir, and the guys wandered off to the other side of the basement while Abbey fished her makeup case out of a bag on the ground.
"Okay, let's get started." Abbey told Jamie, and she and Holly forced her into a chair.
"No, please!" Jamie exclaimed. "I don't like makeup!" But they continued to hold her down while pulling out brushes and comparing shades, and eventually she gave up.
It took a while, but eventually the torture was over. Jamie felt vulnerable, having never done anything like this before.
"All right, here it is." Abbey handed her a mirror.
Jamie gasped. "That's what I look like?" It actually wasn't half bad. Her wavy black hair was in a curly updo, her shining blue-green eyes were brought out and accented nicely, and her lips and cheeks were just the right amount of pink.
"Hey guys, come over here!" Holly called softly, and the three guys walked over.
Logan nodded. "Not too bad. This should be your job."
"You look nice." Connor said shyly, then he and Jamie both blushed. The guys nudged him, grinning. "Well, it's- it's true..." he trailed off. "Logan," he said sharply. "Are you going to?"
"Going to what?" Abbey asked.
Now it was Logan's turn to blush. "Well..." he said slowly, turning to Holly. "Holly?"
"Yeah?" she asked, her voice a mix of excitement and surprise.
"W-Will..." Logan stuttered, now the opposite of his usual cool, relaxed self. "Will you... go out with me?"
Yeah, it's really weird, but I hope you like it!
@Kianas9 (I think): Well, the character list got deleted, so I don't know for sure, but there is:
Simon Shapiro- Popstar33
Abbey Shapiro- (I don't know)
Navir Harris- (Same person as above)
And I made up a bunch of them...
Jamie had never been this embarrassed in her life. It was the worst feeling.
"Hey Bailey," said Ava, the blonde girl on the right to the girl on the left, the one with auburn curls and a pink beret. "What do you think we should do with this?" she asked. She was referring to the video that was now recorded on all three of their phones.
"Well," said Bailey, tapping her chin. "I think we should put it out there, on the internet."
"How about our popular blog?" said Evelyn, the brown-haired one in the middle. The popular girls co-wrote a blog that pretty much anyone read. "And just to make sure, email it to everyone in the school!" she added.
"Awesome idea!" said Bailey. She crossed her pale arms across her blue tank top and black short-sleeved jacket and turned to Jamie and Connor with her eyebrows raised. "Well, Oliver? What now?"
"Wait, don't put it out! Please!" Jamie begged them.
"What would you do for us?" said Ava slyly.
Jamie thought for a minute. "Um... I can pay you?" she said unsurely, holding out a crumpled ten dollars.
Ava shook her head. "No, that's not what I want. But there is something."
"What? What is it?" asked Jamie in a panicked voice.
"You guys know Bella Edison's end-of-year party? On June 30?" said Ava. Everyone nodded. It was the talk of the year. Two weeks after the eight-grade students of East Parks Middle School graduated and got out of school, it was the first big even of the summer. Everyone was invited. "Well, she said we can bring dates, and..." Jamie's stomach lurched. She didn't like where this was going. "And I want you to come with me." Jamie's eyes followed her finger, and saw that it was pointed straight at Connor.
"What? No!" Jamie exclaimed. But Connor just shook his head.
"It's fine. I'll do it." he said calmly. Jamie pulled him aside.
"What are you doing?" she whispered angrily. "You hate her!"
"But it's the only thing she'll do. If it means helping you, I'll survive." Connor replied with a determined look on his face, and Jamie knew there was no convincing him.
Turning back to the girls, Connor sighed, and said. "All right, I'll do it."
Ava smiled sweetly. "Perfect!" she exclaimed. "Pick me up at five, and don't forget to wear something fancy!" And with that, the three girls flounced away, swinging their shopping bags along behind them.
"I can't believe you did that." Jamie muttered.
"Me neither." Connor muttered back. "Let's go find the rest."
After a short one-minute phone conversation with Holly, Jamie and Connor ran off to the store they had first went into, which was the meeting point.
"Jamie! Connor!" Abbey exclaimed once she saw them coming towards the store. "Where'd you guys go?" she asked.
"Oh, um..." Jamie bit her lip and side-glanced at Connor, who blushed. Holly's eyes widened, but no one said anything.
"Whatever." Abbey rolled her eyes, then continued in a hurried voice. "Simon called to say that he's picking us up now."
"Okay." said Jamie, relieved that no one had questioned her. They headed off towards the parking lot, where Simon was leaning up against the car.
"Hey, guys, you ready?" he asked. "Oh, hi, Connor, Logan, Navir. Are you guys coming too?" The guys nodded. "Well, let's go."
"Hey, do you mind if we can play this CD I found?" asked Holly. Simon looked at it.
"Alt rock. Sure thing." He popped it in the CD player as they all climbed in, Logan sitting in the front, everyone else squeezed in the back rows of the minivan.
"So, how was it?" asked Simon. "Fun?"
"Yeah, how was your little adventure?" Holly added, with a knowing look in her eye.
But Jamie didn't reply. They wouldn't even begin to believe her.
Hope you liked it...
Um, hi, there. I'm back on Nick for the time being and I was just kind of wondering... Could you add a little more Simon? I know I'm being kind of all, "He's my OC so you should TOTALLY use him all of the time!" but I kinda feel like Simon's getting left in the water... If you're planning on using Simon's character later on, I totally get it.
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