Later that day, as Kimmy and I were leaving, I saw the girl again. She was in the bathroom at the same time I was, we were washing our hands at the same time. She noticed me before I noticed her. She turned to me and gasped.
"You look exactly like me!" She said.
"You look exactly like me!" I echoed.
"How old are you?"
"Sixteen."
"Me too, when is your birthday?"
"April 19th. You?"
"January 7th." So we weren't twins separated at birth, just looked exactly like each other. "Do you want to switch lives?" She asked.
"No thanks, I like my life the way it is," I replied.
"Come on it'll be fun," she said.
"No, I don't want to," the girl got this weird look on her face and I practically ran out of there. I didn't tell Kimmy about it as we pulled away from the mall. I could barely believe it myself.
It was days later that the girl appeared again. This time she came to my house. My parents were out and my older brother, Danny, was upstairs. I opened the door to see my look-alike.
"Why are you here?"
"I'm giving you one last chance to willingly switch places or else Janie."
"Who are you?" How did she know my name?
"My name is Veronica, and if you won't switch places, I'll switch places by force."
"Yeah right!" I scoffed. "Get off my property," I said before slamming the front door in her face.
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