Double Trouble

Hi, my names are Emma and this is Brooklyn Hughes. We're twin sisters. We are like one and another a lot an we both had to leave our home since our parents are not the best for eachother. One day, I met a curly haired boy named Harry, but little did I know my twin sister had as well, and the boy thinks we are the same person. How should I - I mean we - how should we tell him?


2. Chapter 2:

Emma's POV
That feeling, it's called free. When you escape from everything, it's almost like starting a new life. Me and Brooklyn looked up and we saw the large green sign hanging from above. "Welcome to London" It said. I was very pleased. I drove onto that exit and waited for the red light to turn green.
"I'm so excited." I said to Brooklyn.
"Why?" He said, letting out a small sigh.
"Because this is what I imagined, celebrating our birthday, together."
"Aren't you depressed about mom and dad though?"
"Nah, I mean, we have each other, right?"
"Yeah." I forgot about how Brooklyn was close to mom, really close. The light turned green and I told Brooklyn to search up directions to the nearest hotel. As she pulled out her phone, I looked at her. She looked broken. I had to cheer her up.

"Wanna do something fun after we're done unpacking?" I said.
"Maybe." She said, shrugging her shoulders.
"What about we go out for dinner or something like that? Sounds good?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"What about.." I took the phone away from her and looked up 'best restaurants in London.' And I liked the first one I saw. "Nando's." I said, smiling. She smiled a little, making me happy.
"Sounds good.." She said, smiling at me. We finally arrived at the hotel, it was okay. It was a couple stories high, one-two bedroom and it had a pool that probably tasted - and smelled - of chlorine and salt water. I pulled out my wallet and checked in, giving the guy at the counter approximately 50-75 pounds. I swiped the card in the slot and our door opened. A bed , complete with a t.v and window , and a bathroom with a toilet -used many, many times-, shower , two sinks and a mirror. I placed the suitcases on the bed. Brooklyn looked at me weird.

"Aren't we unpacking?" She asked.
"It's 5:00, we've been driving for two and a half hours - we haven't eaten - I think it's time to go to Nando's." I responded.
"Okay." She shrugged. We locked the door and walked back out the main door. The guy at the counter looked at us strange, probably trying to identify one and another. We left the car in the parking lot and walked on the streets of London, giving us time to know the area better. We got happy "hello's" from people we didn't even know, people we even trying to guess who was who. Our walk to Nando's was priceless.
"There it is." We said in sync. We took a deep breath , held hands confidently, and walked in.

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