The Last Emerald

All Callista Ramirez wanted to do on her two week Thanksgiving break was sleep in and read a good book. Her twin sister Clara had other ideas. An accident on Black Friday, the biggest shopping day in the world, causes Clara to spend 2.9 million dollars on a diamond ring. Quickly she finds an ad for a search in Muzo, Colombia for the last emerald on Earth. The prize being 3 million dollars, Clara drags Callista and her friend Odessa all the way to Colombia for the search.

When they get there it’s anything but expected. Eli Wrie, the one who conducted the search, assigns his son, Easton to be their guide around town. Easton acts very strange around the girls, and it leaves Callista with a dreading feeling in her stomach. Odessa gets an overwhelming sense of déjà vu wherever she goes and has dreams of a mysterious stalker. But when they all finally get into the mines to search, Odessa’s dreams come true, and she realizes that everyone that they've met in Colombia has been lying.

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1. Chapter One:

The crisp fall air bit at my nose and cheeks as I stood outside the mall. I could see my breath puffing out in little patches and I shifted from foot to foot to stay warm. The grand opening of the new mall added in with Black Friday, made the lines long and miserable.

My twin sister, Clara, dragged me here for the festivities. Even though our parents were loaded, she still loved a good excuse for going shopping. So while our nanny, Carrie, was back at the house making hot chocolate and pumpkin pie, I was stuck freezing my butt off in the wee hours of the morning.

My phone buzzed in my hand. I pulled it out and saw it was a text from my best friend, Odessa.

                Odessa: Are you having fun yet?

                Me: If by having fun you mean torture, then you’re right on the spot.

                Odessa: My parents are leaving this morning for Mexico. I’m coming over later, K?

                Me: Sure whatever, my parents left yesterday for Russia; they’re not coming back for a week or so.

With that I shoved my phone back into my pocket and turned to an overly excited Clara.

“Guess what Callista!? It’s 11:59!” She squealed, as basically the whole crowd tensed for the doors to open.

“I’m not staying here anymore than three hours, got it?” I said sternly. She nodded slightly and kept her eyes trained on the doors. I glanced up at the building. It looked quite nice on the outside, the grey walls modernizing it a bit and making it clash with the sliver doors.

Light was shining from inside the doorway, and it was most of the source of light, besides the few lampposts in the parking lot and right outside the door. The last few seconds ticked by rather slowly before I saw tons of people piling their way into the mall.

Clara pulled me forward and soon we were at the entrance, staring up at the grand opening banner that was strung from the ceiling. As soon as we got out of the doorway we were struck with three hallways to choose from. The one on the right led to the food court, and the others led to stores.

Clara, of course, led me straight forward behind a mass of people. The bright yellow lights were making everything seem almost disoriented, and I stumbled a bit. We rounded the corner and Clara proceeded to drag me through many pointless clothing stores.

We had a lot of bags, which wasn’t hard to believe. My sister got everything she wanted for the price she wanted with just a flip of her thick black hair or a flutter of her angel wings.

We might be twins, but we sure aren’t identical. Clara has her wonderfully thick and wavy black hair and I on the other hand, have mouse brown hair and grey-blue eyes. Even though Clara is absolutely gorgeous, she doesn’t really have any close friends.

We are home schooled, by our nanny Carrie, so Clara only has her friends from her dance class. I bet if our parents were home more often, and if they actually cared about us, they’d push Clara to go to a private school.

Clara was actually really smart, and Carrie was having trouble keeping up with her. “Ok Callista, just one more store, then I’ll be done.” Clara said loudly, over the commotion of everyone. She then proceeded to thrust her bags into my hands and walk into a jewelry store. I stood outside of the store, idly checking my phone.

We had almost been here two hours, and I was pretty tired. Thankfully, our nanny always gave us the week after Thanksgiving off, so I had plenty of time to catch up on my sleep.

I was waiting for about then minutes before Clara came out. There was a huge grin on her face and I grew wary as she approached me.

“I just bought the coolest thing!” She squealed, clutching a small black bag in her hands. “I’ll show you when we get home.”

“Ok.” I said sleepily, following her through the rush of people to the parking lot. I spotted her navy blue Jeep and I picked up my walking pace just a little bit.

“Can you just shove everything in the backseat?” She called out as she got into the car. Thanks for helping, I thought bitterly as I opened the door and threw everything in a little rougher than necessary.

Once I got in Clara turned to me with a huge grin on her face. “Thanks for coming with me Callie!” She said patting my shoulder. I rolled my eyes.

“It’s not like you gave me much of a choice.” I reminded her as she drove out of the parking lot. A flurry of cars was entering, causing Clara to drive slower. I glanced at the clock. 2:15, right on the dot.

“I just can’t wait for you to see what I bought! And only for two dollars!” She said excitedly, pushing on the gas pedal hard, making me jolt in my seat. There were tons of cars lining the street, and I heard lots of honking farther up the road.

“That’s great Clara.” I said, unenthusiastically. She drove like a speed demon all the way home, and I was very glad to have two feet on the ground again.

I grabbed some of her bags from the backseat and trudged up the stone steps to the front door, where Carrie was waiting for us.

“Hey Callie! How’d it go?” She asked, smiling at me.

“How do you think?” I replied in a sarcastic tone. She chuckled.

“Don’t tell me she bought out the whole mall already.” Carrie joked as Clara came in behind me, her arms full of bags.

“Not yet.” Clara responded seriously. My parents didn’t care, or know, about Clara’s shopping obsession. All they did was give us a 50,000 dollar budget while they were gone.

One time, Clara went over the budget because of her new car, and when mom and dad came back home from one of their vacations, they just about killed her.

Even though my parents spent money like it was nothing, they were super strict on our budget. My dad was that picture perfect CEO of a candy company, and he made millions a year.

My mom on the other hand, was a fashion designer. They took all the spare time that they would have at home and spent going on extravagant trips all around the world.

Dad hired Carrie to home school us, and be our nanny when Clara and I were in first grade. He hated the thought of public school, and that’s what we had been going to.

 “Come look at this Callie!” Clara squealed, dropping her all of her bags in the doorway except for the small black bag that held the cheap jewelry.

She opened it and pulled out a small grey box. It flipped open to reveal a silver ring with a blue stone. “That was for two dollars?” I said in shock. She smiled proudly and slipped the ring on.

“It’s called the Bulgari Ring.” She replied, admiring it on her finger. Carrie gasped.

“The Bulgari Ring? Oh no, it must be another. The Bulgari Ring is over 2.9 million dollars.” Carrie said. Clara looked up in confusion.

“Nope. The sign said the Bulgari Ring.” Clara replied, pulling a receipt out of the bag. She handed it to Carrie and she immediately gasped and looked up, her face pale and white.

“Sweetie, this ring was for 2.9 million dollars.” She said slowly. Clara made a squeaking sound in the back of her throat before snatching the receipt back from Carrie and reading over it.

“Oh no.” She groaned putting her head in her hands.

“It’s fine sweetie, just take it back.” Carrie suggested. I rose my eyebrows when Clara shot me a miserable look.

“You can’t, can you?” I said, shaking my head. Only my sister would mistake two dollars with 2.9 million dollars.

“Mom and dad are going to kill us!” She shrieked. I put my hands out.

“You, they’re going to kill you.” I said, backing up a little.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine. Right Callie?” Carrie said, nudging me.

“Sure, Clara, it’ll be fine. You only spent 2.9 million dollars on a ring.” I snapped, dragging a hand through my hair. Clara’s lip trembled and she looked down. I received a glare from Carrie and she mouthed, ‘fix it’ to me before grabbing most of Clara’s bags and walking up the grand staircase.

“Sorry, Clara, but unless we get 2.9 million dollars in a week, then mom and dad will kill you.” I said softly. Clara sighed and lifted her head up.

“Then I guess I’ll get the money.” Clara said, grabbing her last few bags and prancing up the stairs behind Carrie.

I rolled my eyes and followed her up as well. As she took a left turn at the top, I went right to get to my room.

“Finally, alone.” I muttered to myself as I grabbed some pajamas from my wooden dresser before walking into the bathroom that attached to my room.

I changed into them and brushed my teeth before walking out to my king sized bed and falling on it, not bothering to get under the covers.

I could hear Clara talking to Carrie from down the hall and I cracked a smile. She was probably brainstorming ways to get lots of money in so few days. I had to hand it to my sister. She never gives up, even when it seems impossible.

My phone buzzed from my bedside table and I groaned before sitting up and reaching for it. It was a text message from Clara that was sent to Odessa and I.

                Clara: Emergency meeting in the kitchen. Come ASAP.

                Odessa: I’ll be there in a few minutes.

                Me: NO! I’m going to bed.          

                Clara: But Carrie made us hot chocolate!

I huffed loudly and reluctantly threw my legs over the bed and trudged downstairs to the kitchen, where I could smell hot chocolate.

“Where is it?” I exclaimed as I threw the doors open to the kitchen. On the counter sat two untouched hot chocolates, and I greedily grabbed one.

“Come sit over here.” Clara said from behind me. I turned around to see her and an exhausted looking Carrie sitting beside her. I grabbed one of the wooden chairs and sat down at the table.

For a few minutes we sat there, waiting for Odessa to come. I sipped on my chocolaty goodness as Clara sat tapping on her phone. I heard the front door open and light footsteps coming towards the kitchen.  

Odessa appeared at the doorway, her cheeks and nose a light pink.

“Hey guys!” She chirped, grabbing one of the hot chocolates from on the counter and sitting down next to me. Even though it was two forty five in the morning, Odessa looked wide awake.

“Thanks for coming.” Clara said, not looking up from her phone.

“So what’s the big emergency?” She asked, taking a big gulp of her drink.

“Clara accidentally spent 2.9 million dollars on a ring.” I said in a monotone voice.

“Ouch!” Odessa said, her mouth falling open.

“So now we’re brainstorming on how to get the money back before mom and dad get home and kill me.” Clara said, still tapping away on her phone.

“Sounds like you’re in a pickle.” Odessa finally said. I nodded and leaned my head on the wooden table.

“I’m spent girls; I think I’ll just go to bed.” Carrie said, yawning.

“Night.” I said, as she got up and walked out of the kitchen.

 “Why can’t you just take back the ring?” Odessa suddenly asked.

“Because on black Friday, there’s a policy that says anything over 10,000 dollars can’t be returned. Some people would just buy the stuff cheap, and then when it went back to normal price they’d return it.” Clara explained.

“And why was this expensive ring at a mall?” Odessa questioned.

“Because it was the grand opening, the jewelry shop owners probably decided to do a special.” I answered.

“You could do a yard sale?” Odessa suggested.

“Probably not. Mom keeps a list of everything semi expensive in this house.” I replied.

Suddenly Clara gasped. “Yes!” She shrieked.

“Clara, we already decided that the yard sale was a bad idea.” I said, rolling my eyes. She looked up from her phone and glared at me.

“I know.” She snapped. “I found an ad on here that says that we could win 3 million dollars.” Clara, continued, her eyes sparling with excitement.

“Really?” Odessa asked. Clara nodded, her face morphing into a grin.

“Well how can we get it?” I asked, sitting up.

“We have to find the last uncut Emerald in Muzo, Columbia.” Clara replied, looking me straight in the eye.

“Well, you have fun with that.” I said. Odessa slapped my arm.

“If you go, we’re going.” Odessa said determinedly.

“Two problems. We have no way to get there, and mom and dad probably won’t let us.” I said. Clara huffed.

“Oh please. We’ll take the private jet and they’ll let us go if we say that it’s something that Carrie wanted us to do.” Clara shot back.

“Not! We’re not even 18 yet, Clara. They won’t let us go by ourselves to a different country.” I responded.

“Carrie can go with us! She could just stay back at the hotel or whatever when we all go to search.” Odessa suggested.

“She probably won’t go. Carrie has a severe fear of planes and unfamiliar places.” Clara said sadly.

“What if I got my brother, Brennen, to go? “Odessa suggested. “He knows Spanish, and he’d probably come if we bribed him.”

“Brennen? I’ve never met him.” Clara said, confused. I’ve only met Brennen once. He looks very similar to Odessa; they both have black hair and golden eyes.

“Ok, let’s just say he does come and that mom and dad say we can go and use the private jet. Who says that this isn’t a tourist scam? And that we’d even find the Emerald. I mean come on; thousands of people probably went looking to get the money, and couldn’t find it.” I reasoned.

“Callie, this is probably the only opportunity to get the money back. Even if it is some scam and we can’t find it, at least I could say that I tried.” Clara said, defeated.

“Fine then. Tomorrow we’ll tell Carrie and call mom and dad. But now, I’m going to bed.” I said, standing up, taking the last gulp of my hot chocolate, throwing it away, and going upstairs.

I got into my bed slowly and sighed.

So much for my week off.

A/N 

New story for NaNoWriMo!

Updates should be very frequent, I'm hoping to update every couple of days. 

Thanks for reading and please like, favorite, and comment! 

-KJ(:

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