Hola!mi amigos! I decided to re-write chapter one. Because lets face it…It was lame….If this is your first time reading I hope you love, love my story! It takes a while to get to the point but if you give it a chance you'll love it. So review and tell me what you think. XXX-Kayla

"Are you sure we should be doing this?"

"Yes Kim. We have to"

I shivered nervously as Khloe and I approached the blue house in the late September night.

I refrained from continuing.

"Khloe maybe we should rethink this"

Khloe came to froze. Her usually bright brown eyes, seemed to be pitch black in anger.

"Kim I've been planning this for weeks, it's too late to change your mind" Khloe spat out.

In all of the 11 years of my existence I had never seen Khloe behave this way.

Sure she was often bitter…judgmental…narcissistic…stuck up…but never had I ever seen her so dark and heartless.
Khloe rolled her eyes.

Khloe stood next to me, placing her thin arms on her sides.

"It'll be fun. Think of all the praises we'll get at school. We'll be the girls who finally took Alex Cooper down"

Khloe smiled.

"We could rule the school Kimmy…even the eighth graders won't be as cool as us"

"As cool as the 8th grades" I repeated.

Khloe nodded.

Another characteristic Khloe had was her persuasiveness. With her smooth words she had the power to convince anyone to do her bidding. For this and many other reasons I admired.

"Think of the power Kim"

"Think of the followers"

"Think of the popularity"

"Isn't that what you've always wanted…what we've always wanted"

Khloe rapped her arm around my shoulder.

I was putty in her hands.

Absorbing every word she uttered.

I ran my fingers through my hair.

"But Khloe…everyone already thinks your cool…I'm sure taking down Alex Cooper won't even matter" I lied.

Khloe's smile returned to her earlier scowl.

She pace around me.

I examined her actions.

She looked like a crazy person.

Her usually perfect blond hair was in ruffles.

Her flawless skin was dry.

Her usually moisturized lips were chappy.

For once she wasn't perfect.

I looked down on my pink Uggs awkwardly.

I was weak.

Even then I knew eventually I'd crack…I was just stalling the inevitable.

Despite the fact the Khloe currently looked like a ho-bo, she was still Khloe.

The girl that made everyone cringe in fear.

The girl who everyone adored.

Even though she was only a 6th grader she had made a name for herself.

I on the other hand wasn't as respected.

All I was, was Khloe's twin sister…nothing less…nothing more.

Sure I was apart of her clique, and yes I was one of the girls who got invited to parties but I wanted more.

I didn't just want to be Khloe's clone or a follower. I wanted to be independent.

Khloe had been trying to convince me that taking down Alex Cooper; the most hated guy in our middle school, would entitle me to that which I seek.

But I battled my conscience with one fateful question.

Was it all worth it?

I heard a loud thump on the ground.

Khloe had dropped her Aeropostale duffle bag.

"Listen here Kim…."

I didn't give Khloe the opportunity to let loose her anger.

"Okay. I'll do it"

"Yay!" Khloe happily jumped.

"You won't regret this"

She picked up the duffle bag.

We slowly continued to walk to Alex Cooper house.

In less than 10 minutes we were at his mail box.

"Khloe can you tell me the truth. Is this really for popularity?"

I was curious.

As selfish as Khloe was I knew she wouldn't risk jail-time for something she already had.

Khloe paused.

"If I tell you, you can't tell anyone"

I nodded.

Khloe sighed.

"This isn't just about the fame. Alex Cooper he's…he's a bad guy"

I cringed my eyes.

That was it?

I already knew that he was hated. I just didn't know why.

"He…he's a heart breaker Kim. That's the worst kind of villain"

I continued to listen to Khloe.

"He broke my heart Kim…my heart!"

"What?"

"He cheated on me with Jessica Smith…the ninth grader"

I knew of Jessica Smith.

When Khloe and I were younger she'd babysit us even though there was just a three year age difference.

"It was so embarrassing Kim. The whole school has been talking about it. He made me look like a fool, he made me look like a loser. If he isn't stopped he'll hurt other girls…It's up to us to take care of it"

I blinked.

"You're so selfless Khloe, you're only doing this to help others" I said in admiration.

I honestly did think that.

I was too stupid to realize that the only reason she planned her scheme, was for revenge not for the good of other girls.

From my side bag I too out 2 pairs of latex gloves.

I had difficulty putting mines on, but Khloe put her's on like she was a pro. As if this wasn't the first time she was doing something like this.

I tied my stringy blond hair into a loose bun.

If we were really going to do this we had to be quick…and hair would only hold me back.

From my bag I took out 4 large cans of spray paint in the colors of red, blue, black and green.

I grinned.

Even though I felt somewhat guilty…I felt something that I never previously felt…power.

And it felt so darn good.

Khloe watched me.

On Alex's mailbox I spray painted the worth Douche, then Cheater and lastly Dumb As*.

It seems minor because of who I am now, but back then I actually felt like I was 'bad' for doing this…And I liked the idea of it.

Khloe took out a piece of paper from her bag.

She then assessed my work.

"Cute" She said simply. She focused her attention on her sheet of paper.

"What do you mean cute? Don't you mean bad a**?"

Khloe rolled her eyes.

"Do you really think if Alex saw that he'd stop breaking hearts"

I shrugged.

I had convinced myself it was possible. But after seeing how disappointed Khloe was I had a 'crazy idea'.

"Okay, okay! What about spray painting his whole house"

I used my hands for emphasis.

For my 11 year old self, that was crazy. That was enough to land me a night in jail.

Khloe didn't respond.

"We could T.P. it too…remember you did that to Ella Smith once" I said.

I didn't understand why she didn't like my idea.

I wondered if it was too crazy for her.

"That is so middle school Kim" Khloe muttered.

That was our 16 year old neighbor's catch phrase, she'd say it anytime she thought something was lame. Khloe had repeatedly told me how stupid she thought our neighbor was, yet she was using her stupid line.

"But we are in Middle School Khloe"

Khloe rolled her eyes.

"Well it's better than your plan to ring on his door bell and jump him…that's elementary school" I said.

Khloe scanned her paper again.

"We're not going to do that" Khloe said matter-a-fact-ly

"Then what the heck are we supposed to do?"

Khloe raised a large sheet of paper.

I couldn't see the words written on it very well, but from what I could tell there were a lot.

I was disturbed at the fact that the whole time Khloe had secretly created another plan.

I told myself that it was a sign.

What could it have meant?

That she was crazy.

That she was manipulative.

That I was stupid.

All of the above.

"So this whole time you had me thinking we were doing something basic, when you secretly create some crazy plan"

I didn't even have to read it to know it was crazy.

Khloe was the type of girl that went all out.

Khloe looked at me intently.

She cornered me near a bush.

"You're not backing out, are you?" Khloe questioned.

Usually, I would be intimidated by this and immediately deny thus statement…but I was really considering it.

"I don't know Khloe…maybe we really shouldn't be doing this"

"What!"

"You promised!" She continued to shout.

I looked across the street to see a single light turn on.

"Shhhhhh, I don't want to get arrested"

Khloe ignored my request.

"So you're basically saying I should just forget about Alex Cooper…let him go on his merry way with that 9th grade H.B."

Khloe looked at me disgusted. She seemed to think that I was the one with mental issues.

"No. I'm not saying you should forget, I'm just saying this is not the right way to do it…you can't get closure from revenge"

"I'm not doing this for me, I'm doing this for future and past victims of Alex" Khloe hissed.

I didn't believe her.

"Khloe give it a rest. Alex Cooper isn't worth it. Sure he's handsome…but he isn't worth it"

"You're a wonderful girl, you'll find somebody else" I continued.

Khloe's angry face softened, her eyes however remained the same. Dark and distant.

"You're right" She said simply.

"I don't even know what I'm doing here" she continued to say.

I hugged her.

"It's okay Khloe you're hurt…it's understandable"

Her eyes became watery.

"I'm so sorry for almost making you do this Kim" Khloe said.

I nodded.

I took up her duffle bag from the side walk.

I smiled.

"We can pretend today never happened"

That was who I was. I was convinced that Khloe had come to a realization that her plan was wrong…I underestimate Khloe…I underestimated the fact that she was deceiving, cunning and sneaky…Getting Khloe to change her mind was way too easy. I don't know how I didn't see it. I guess I just wanted her to change her mind so badly, that her actually agreeing clouded my judgment.

"Let's go home Khloe"

Khloe smiled.

"Umm… do you mind if I catch up with you later"

I looked at the time on my phone.

It was midnight now. What could she possibly do at midnight?

That right there should have been a red flag.

"Why?" I inquired.

"I need some time to think...alone" Khloe said sincerely.

I understood wanting serenity.

I nodded.

"Can you cover for me with mom and dad?"

"Yeah"

"Thanks"

"I'll be home soon okay?"
"Hmm hmm"

Khloe's duffle bag remained on my shoulder.

"Kim I can carry that home" Khloe offered.

"No. I want to do this for you"

"I insist, you have to walk home…I'll probably get a ride home, so It'll be easier for me"

Red flag 2.

I was so lazy and tired that I didn't think Khloe having a bag full with potential to commit crime was suspicious.

"Fine"

I put the bag back on the side walk.

"I'll see you later Khloe"

Khloe waved goodbye.

In the morning I woke up to sounds of loud voices.

I dazily stood up towards the direction.

The voice was coming from downstairs in the living room.

I lightly crept downstairs peeping through the kitchen.

It was around 6:30…the only time I ever woke up that early was on school days.

As my vision adjusted to the light and my ears awaken I realized the voice was coming from Khloe.

Both my parents were in the living room sitting on the couch listening to Khloe talk.

I figured they caught her sneaking in and she was trying to make an excuse.

Next thing I notice was a cop.

That was weird.

I wondered what a cop was doing in our home.

We didn't do anything illegal.

I semi-panicked, I thought the police officer was there to take me in because I spray painted Alex Cooper's mail box.

I listened to their conversation.

"Your saying your sister Kimberly committed this act?"

"Yes sir"

At this point I still thought they were talking about the mailbox.

"It's all my fault officer!"

I actually thought Khloe was going to take the blame for me spray painting the mailbox.

How stupid was I?

"I should have reported her plans immediately. I was just so scared"

I was officially lost.

I glanced at my parents.

My father looked serious and my mother was sobbing.

"She told me if I didn't keep my mouth shut she'd kill me"

Khloe started to cry.

"So I followed her to Alex Cooper's house…but that's all I did! After I followed her there I ran home crying…I knew she was going to do something bad but I didn't know it would be that crazy"

Khloe wiped her tears.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"She was obsessed with Alex Cooper. She told me she loved him…and when he cheated on her she cracked. If I told someone about all of this then Alex would be okay…she wouldn't have burnt down his house! He wouldn't be in a coma right now!"

I finally understood what was going on.

Khloe was accusing me of committing her crimes.

And the police officer was actually believing her.

"It's not your fault sweety" The police officer insisted.

Khloe nodded.

I was frozen.

I was so in shock that I honestly couldn't move.

After all we've been through she sold me…she set up…for a crime I didn't commit.

Fully understanding this I ran to the living room to give my side of the story.

"Officer she's lying!" I yelled.

Khloe sobbed.

She hid behind the officer.

"Please don't hurt me"

She actually looked like she was scared of me.

She was good…really good.

The officer ignore me.

"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law"

Within minutes handcuffs were on me and I was in the police car going to the station.

As I entered the car I remember looking back.

Looking back and seeing Khloe's devilish grin.

"Just confess!" Detective Pryce shouted.

I had been in the interrogation room for over 6 hours and still hadn't confessed.

"Just hear me out…" I pleaded.

The detective refused to listen to my side of the story.

He was convinced that I was the offender.

That I was the bad one.

That I tried to kill Alex Cooper.

"All the evidence points to you" Detective Pryce insisted.

"Daaa I was framed" I was getting so irritated.

My lawyer placed his hand on my shoulder.

"What exactly are the charges?"

"Arson, property damage, vandalism, assault and attempted murder" The detective stated.

My lawyer looked at me with sympathy.

"She has the right to give you her story"

The detective nodded.

I folded my arms as I looked down on the table.

I stared at the detective from across the table.

I inhale then started.

"I know it appears that I'm the one who did this but I didn't. The fact that it looks like me is proof enough that someone intended it to seem like that"

"Lies!"

I ignored the officer.

"Khloe's the crazy one. She tried to convince me to help her commit her crime…I almost agreed…eventually I got her change her mind. I left her at Alex's house because she told me she needed some space…I didn't know she was going to go behind my back! I didn't know she was going to frame me!" I shouted.

I refused to cry.

I imagined Khloe being behind one of the tilted screens surrounding the interrogation room. Smirking.

"You'd like that wouldn't you. You traumatized and mentally abused your sister and you have the nerve to accuse her of such a crime" The detective hissed.

He looked at me with disgust.

"We found spray paint cans by the mail box with your prints on it! Care to explain"

"That witch! That's why she wanted me to bring spray paint…so she could have my prints"

I felt so stupid.

How couldn't I have seen this coming?

As bad as Khloe was, I couldn't imagine her hurting me like this.

Why would she do this to me?

I was the perfect fall guy.

I had her appearance.

I had her exact D.N.A.

I wondered how long she had planned this.

I wondered If she intended for me to go down…or if it was a sad casualty.

"A witness reported seeing a short skinny blond and an accomplice at Alex Cooper's house. Khloe has already admitted to accompanying you to the house then leaving"

I remembered seeing the light from across the street of Alex's home turn on last night. That witness.

"You're confusing Khloe and I. I was the accomplice! She was the sick chick who created a plan to take Alex down behind my back"

The detective sighed.

"Be realistic Kim. What are the chances of that happening in real life?"

I shrugged.

I sounded like a psychopath.

Just denying all his accusations.

I couldn't blame him for being suspicious.

I did look guilty and Khloe made sure of that.

I had underestimated her.

She was the master of deception and because of her I fell from grace.

The detective gave me an ultimatum. I could either be brought to court and be charged as an adult or confess and face a weaker penalty. It took me over 24 hours to decide to confess. I was broken, I was hurt, I was confined.

The punishment was that I'd stay in Juvi until I was 18, then be charged for my crimes. It was expected that after completing Juvi I'd face 5-15 years in prison.

I felt so weak. So hopeless. This was truly the end for me. All my dreams…all my hopes…all my ambition…were meaningless. I could never achieve them now.

I was then taken to a Juvenile detention Facility.

They didn't give me the opportunity to say goodbye to my family or face Khloe.

At this point there was only one person who could prove my innocence.

Alex Cooper.

But he was in a coma, and the doctors had no idea as to when he'd wake up.

Knowing this increased my sadness.

Thankfully, he woke up.

I was confined in Juvi for over a year. Because of Alex's story I was released. Khloe was arrested.

I was given an apology by the detective. Not that it mattered to me.

All that I had went through over the long year change me.

I was no longer feeble.

I was no longer a clone of Khloe.

I was independent.

I was strong and I was determined to start over.

My release cause tension in my family.

Khloe had always been the favorite of my father.

To him she was an angel, she was pure, she was perfect.

He didn't believe she was capable of such acts.

He was convinced that my mother had bribed Alex Cooper into lying, so that I could be released.

Me and my mother weren't even close. So the fact that my father believed this far-out story, made me realize how little he thought of me and how much he hoped it was true.

After six months of constant fighting and arguing my father filed for a divorce.

For the first in a long time I was actually happy…I was relieved.

My father moved away to California in order to reboot his life.

It took a year for him to actually call me.

On the day the divorce became final I promised myself that I would never revert to being like Khloe.

I would never be a follower.

I enrolled in a gymnastic class then later a karate class. These activities helped to shape my personality and also made me a weapon…I was not to be trifled with.

I promised my self that I would never be the victim again.

That I'd never be objectified or weak.

I no longer wanted to be the queen-bee or well known.

All I wanted was to be happy.

To be loved.

To be me.