You was shocked to see the twins walking into the house about thirty minutes later. At first you thought you must had gone 'little girl' and lost track of time, but you saw the clock on the wall and saw that it was just past midday.
"Mom. What is so urgent that you pulled us out of school, yet made us walk home?" Zoe complained.
"Yeah and who is this little cutie?" Ella added, as she eyed you.
You instinctively flinched like a small kid in a strange environment, not wanting the next bit to occur, but mom said, "That's Jazz."
"What? That's impossible" Zoe said in a disbelieving voice.
Ella eyed you even closer. "No, Zoe. She's right! Cutie looks like us, or rather me."
"What!? Why did you do that to our brother?! God, say that you didn't do it to yourself" Zoe screamed as she eyed the pink dress you was wearing.
"It was the only clothes mom had" Ella guessed, believing that she raided her old clothes.
"Actually, they're new" mom said.
"Mom!" Zoe protested as Ella gave a slight smile. "Why?"
"Jazz needed some clothes, and they were the first ones I saw, so I grabbed them. I should had pulled you out of school earlier, to do a proper shop but.. I wasn't thinking."
Here it comes you thought glumly, as the twins started to fight over your style. Neither asked you for your opinion. After listening to them squabble for ten minutes, mentioning things like makeover, pink and girl scouts, you stamped your foot. "Hello. I'm right here."
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