The move,

Two twin sisters non-identical move to London. There was one girl there who hated them. They didn't think they would be liked, until they met five boys.


1. The day I Move.

Rebekah's P.O.V

I shot up out of bed, remembering that today was the day that me, my twin sister and my dad moved to London, away from my friends and the rest of my family, and most importantly, the last memories i had with my mum. I rolled over on my bed and looked down at my sister who was on the bottom bunk. She was on her phone and a tear rolled down her face. ' Lauren, what's wrong?' i asked. Lauren sniffled and said ' nothing, just the thought of having to leave all the memories we had with mum behind. ' A tear then rolled down my face, but i reassured her that everything would be okay. I got up out of bed, put on a pair of shorts and a Hollister top along with a pair of white converse. I ran downstairs and found my dad packing. ' Hey dad, want some help packing?'  ' No, it's fine poppet, go wake your sister up. ' I went upstairs and jumped on Lauren and shouted ' Lauren get up! ' Lauren's eyes opened slowly, she swung her legs over the bed and sat up. My dad then shouted ' You two better hurry up because we are leaving in an hour. ' I ran back downstairs and started to help my dad pack the boxes into the van. Shortly after Lauren made her way downstairs. She was wearing a Jack Wills hoodie and some denim jeans along with a pair of nike blazers. About 40 minutes later they got the rest of the boxes and bags into the van. We all stepped into the van and toke one last look at the house before taking off.



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