"Kids, we think it's for the best
if we get a divorce." My mom and dad were saying to us kids. It
was supposed to be a normal Friday night family meeting. Until
they sprung this news on us. I'm Lyndsey; I have strawberry
blonde wavy butt length hair, mix with the best lips; nose; and
killer icy blue eyes. I'm the second oldest, at the age of
fifteen, my parents decided after 18 years of marriage it was all
a waste. My older brother Trace who's 17 will be left to be the
man of the house. Since my dad was leaving to move from
New York City, New
York. With a new girl
friend. Leaving six kids with their mother without a real reason
why. My sister Star is my twin sister; we share everything
together. We're daddy's little girls. Then there is Nikki who's
13, Izzy is 11, and Alicia is 6. We all have our momma's eyes.
And our daddy hair color.
I just nodded when momma and daddy
looked at me to see if I had a reaction. "Okay, whatever." I said
trying to keep my voice steady. Starry nodded in agreement. So
did our little sisters, "Girls, just because I'm gonna be in NY,
doesn't mean I won't always be here. I'm a phone call away." We
all faked smiled. The next two weeks daddy packed. Spent time
with all of us. Now he's leaving today, which breaks my heart.
Summer is only four weeks away, so we gotta focus on school. "Bye
daddy, we'll miss you." Starry and I said in unison. We hugged
him then stood beside Trace, "Bye kids." "Bye." I walked into my
room, picked up my cat Prince Charming and laid on my bed. "Well
boy, how can anything get worst?" "Mom, said family meeting now,"
Izzy said walking into my room. "Lynds, will it get better?" "Who
knows?" She was looking at me for support and I turned her away.
"Tracey, will it get better?" I asked my big brother. "I really
don't know girls."
"What is it momma?" We asked,
Starry and I was sitting on the couch with her cat Princess
In-between us. "We're moving to Roxboro, over the summer. To live
with your new step-dad Adam, and his four boys and four girls."
She said smiling. Starry and I looked at each other in horror.
Moving? To live with another man and his eight kids? We were
packing our rooms; Starry came in and sat in my closet "You done
with your room, Star?" I asked here, putting my radio in a box.
"Yup, I don't wanna move." I wrote my initials L.N.S on the box
and sat in the closet beside her, hugging her. "Me either, but us
twins sticks together?" I asked, "Always and forever babe!" We
were giggling now and Trace came in, "Adam is here, so we can
meet him." I groan, he helps me get up then I help her get up. A
tall; skinny; muscular; brown hair- blue eyes man about in his
mid 30s was in our living room. "Hi, you girls must be Lyndsey
and Starlet." He said looking at us two, trying to figure out who
is who. "Actually is Star." Starry said speaking up, he smiled,
"So you're Star?" She nodded, "And this must be the shy Lyndsey."
He tried shaking my hand but I turned away. "Ah." He said, momma
came in and smiled at everyone. "Girls, this is Adam." "We have
met." We said together. I already hate him. "I have a daughter
and son around your age." He said smiling; we had to fake smile
back. "How old are they?" Trace asked. "My oldest daughter
she's 20. Then Brad is 18,
Taylor is 16, Nick is 15, Lizzie is 13, Jake is
is 15, and Ashley is 6." We forced
We ate dinner; watched a movie; and
he's so happy for us to be moving next week! All away across the
state; pretty much anyways. What about my friends? "Lynds, are
you asleep yet?" Starry asked me, "No." I said sitting up in my
bed, "I miss daddy." "Me too. I wish he was still here not
in New York
with that tramp." She crawled in my
bed and under my covers, we have always done this since we were
little if we couldn't sleep or was upset. "I hear they have cute
guys in Roxboro." I giggled at her, she's boy crazy; yet so am I.
We're both total girly-girls. I'm half- half though. We both fell
asleep in no time; I guess my sister is always my comfort zone.
She always knows what to say and when."
As much as I hated to say this I
didn't want to crawl out of Lyndsey's bed when
six AM came, but I had to get up. She's my best
friend. I can trust her more than anybody. I would be lost if she
wasn't my sister. I'm daddy's little girl; but Lyndsey loves
baseball so she got to go to the games. He knew I didn't like
baseball. Lyndsey & I have are identical twins. We keep our
hair the same lengths, and have a lot of the same clothes. We
have the same taste in everything. I walked into the kitchen and
Trace was drinking OJ, "Hey, how's my fallen Star?" He had always
called me that. "In one of my funks." "Ah, that time of month?"
He hates being in the house with women. "Nope. And I'm glad."
"Good, I didn't wanna talk about that." Trace can be a pain
sometimes, but then again I still love him. He's an Opps baby.
Momma was 15, daddy was 16; they were drunk at a friend's party
and bam, there goes sex. And few weeks later momma was pregnant.
But they were dating then. Momma being a cheerleader and daddy a
football player. Momma is 32 now, so daddy is 33. Life was so
perfect growing up, who would think that they would spilt?
The next week came to quick. All
week we moved boxes and everything into a big house. Yet Lyndsey
and I still have to share a room; we're okay with it though. His
kids are all snobby like; expect they are nice. Which I hate, why
do they seem to like it so much? I hate this so much! At least
Lyndsey and I still have each others. Nothing will change that.
Trace has been so helpful with us girls, letting us cry on his
shoulder. He is torn up about it to, but he won't show it. I
guess it's a guy thing; which I will never understand. Lyndsey
and I had our room un-pack within that night. We locked ourselves
in the room, "Starry, I'm more scared now than ever." "I know,
Lynds I am too." We put our bed together, so that way we will
always be close. Momma came in and smiled, "I like how you girls
have this room set up. And I'm sorry for you having to share a
room." Adam added in, we just nodded.
Life will be different
around here; with I got Lyndsey to back me up. We found our
8th grade middle school shirts and wore them with pink
A&F pajamas bottoms. The shirt was gray; it had all of our
names on it. We braided our hair in two. Using the same ribbons.
We both wear contacts. Which we hate; but it's better than
glasses. Princess and Prince Charming loves their new cats' bed.
Trace saw us and smiled. "Lynds and Starry nice one."
Savannah came up and smiled at us, "I'm sorry about your
parents, and you having to move here." "But at least your dad is
still living. My mom died four years ago. But I hope we become
friends, even though I can tell you girls hate it here." "I'm
sorry, thanks, I think we will too." We said together. She smiled
and walked away. Brad came in, and smiled "Which one is which?"
We just smiled. Adam came in too and he was confused. "Girls,
until we really know each other can y'all please not dress
alike?" "We always dress alike." I said. And we walked out to the
pool side. Tomorrow will be swimming and tanning day.