a cold, Daniella?" I teased, crossing m

er voice hoarse from what I could only assume was the cold

bra and panties set on, the one I'd bought for Daniella as a Christmas gift. But after she pissed me off with some bullshit earlier, I decided to

hair that cascaded past her shoulders, like something out of a fairy tale. I, on the other hand, had dyed mine jet black, keeping it cut just below my shoulders. She was

into. Not because I didn't try, but because I didn't want to try. She was carefree in a way I could never be. She didn't have piercings, except for her ears. Me? I had a

ella hissed at me as she neatly placed her sweater i

head in protest. "Wake me up then," I sn

looking every bit like the picture-perfect angel she always was, in a yellow dress that made her look even more radiant. I briefly wondered if I could

, wishing I could get just a few more minutes o

an'

t I was usually attracted

I liked the clean, polished kind. The ones who could blend into any social

r. She entered the room like she owned the place, her presence demanding attention. I excused myse

ike she didn't belong in this world. But there was somethi

as her infamous twin. I'd heard all about her but never actually seen her before.

ow her shoulders. It was a stark contrast to Daniella's long, braided blonde

s she walked. I couldn't help but notice the tattoos-so vibrant and colorful-running down her arms and partially visible on her

take my e

se eyes-something mischievous, daring. She smirked, and my stomach tightened. I hadn't even realized I w

rbed in my drink. I was still trying to compose myself when

ng right before me. She was taller than I expected, and the proximity made my pulse spike.

She tilted her head, as if amused by my speechlessness, and I couldn

oice dripping with casual con

trusting my voice.

Her tone was light, teasing.

idn't sound as awkward as I felt.

rk turning into something almo

hat the hell was th

ion a mix of surprise and irritation. "Tori, you're not supposed t

in. I shoul

t sure what I had gotten myself into, but one thing was clear: this

smile that could only be described as dangerous.