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Enjoy! <33 -------------- Hollow, dull footsteps receded down the marble floored hallways. The golden walls reflected like mirrors. A knife twirled between a hooded figure's fingers, eager to jab it in that rich, gold digger, woman, Marlie Ramsey-Bree. The hooded figure couldn't wait to see tears over her overly caked- face. She needed to pay for what she had done. Marlie Ramsey-Bree had gotten away with using Mark Miller, a middle-class detective with a soft heart, Or killing him. Now, there wasn't proof that she did. But the hooded figure knew, with all of their life. that she was the one. ------------------------》~ ♡ ~《----------------------- Friday, 7:15 am, The Grand Hotel It was Friday. Bella Claire Ramsey, and Bianca Brook Bree were twins. They were born at the EXACT same time, at the EXACT same year, month, and day, and ironically in the exact same hospital room. Just from different mothers. Sadly, Biancia’s mother passed away due murder when she was 5, and Bella’s mother who lived, no one liked. Marlie Ramsey-Bree, was Bella's mother and Biancia’s step-mother, who she HATED. “Girls! The waffles are ready!”, said the head chef and the girl who cared for Bianca and Bella like a mother (and cared more about them than their mother) Alexa Carter. She and Bianca’s mother used to be really close. Bianca and Bella got packed for school. Bella with a white glitter crop top and leggings and Bianca with a Hoodie and sweatpants. They hugged knowing that at school, they were enemies. Bianca was more of a lone wolf and Bella a social butterfly. The two didn't go together at school. But home, they were the best of friends. More than friends, they were sisters. Bella checked her phone on the bus and said, “Charlienton is definitely going to ask me!” One of her over-pink-clothed friends said, “Just call him by his name!” “No way! It sounds more romantic if I say it with his last name! They do that in my favorite soap oprea!” argued Bella. Both she and her pink friend looked at Xavier and sighed. Right before her pink friend was going to rant about her hair, which she did EVERYDAY, the bus stopped at a jolt. “Alright kiddos” ,said the bus driver, he reminded everyone of a farmer, “Looks like the bus broke down, we're gonna have to walk our way!” Bella and her pink group of friends groaned, “I’m wearing my designer heels!” Screamed Bella, “This is outrageous!” While Bella and her pink friends freaked out like maniacs over the fact that they were wearing designer clothes and shoes and didn't want to walk, Bianca, who always wore her Nike sneakers, jumped off the bus and stepped onto the gravel paved road.
