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Your concentration is broken when your sister clears her throat loudly (and quite rudely). You turn your eyes to her and take her sight in. She is just as stunning as your mother without any of the personality. Even in her twenties, she has the body of a teenage goddess and barely an ounce of fat on her. She is currently on her phone and texting a friend. Having been the oldest daughter and most privilege out of the children, she is, by far, the most spoiled child. She is, of course, your father's favorite, and gets everything she wants by batting her thick lashes and making her cute pouty face. She's dressed in pink sweat-clothing and fills them out nicely. Her hair is dyed black and down to her shoulders with platinum blonde bangs and streaks of the same color. You remember, she's been a source of torment for you because she insists on asserting her dominance to all the younger siblings. You remember cursing her name in anger, “Abby.”

Your brother, Fred, sits next to her. He's quite a bit more muscular than your father, but the exact opposite in personality. Where your father is helpful and talkative, your brother is quiet and unobtrusive. He's twenty four and currently unemployed. You remember that he went to a community college after high school, but dropped out and stayed unemployed for a while. You never talked to him very much and have always wondered why he's so quiet, despite being the oldest. Considering your older sister's personality though, you figure he's probably used to her having things always go her way. His hair is long and parted. It comes down to his shoulder and is tied into a ponytail. Your eyes trace up his arm to his muscular shoulders and you take note of his Herculean physique. You remember now that he body builds. You stare at him a little, watching his muscles flex as he takes a spoonful of his food. He's wearing a black muscle shirt with basketball shorts. You can't help but notice how nice it is to look at him. He glances over at you and you turn away to avoid his stare.

On the opposite side, you nearly gasp as you see your doppelganger. You meet eyes with Kelly and she smiles at you. You stare at your twin in wide-eyed amazement. You haven't seen Kelly in decades and have practically forgot about her. You remember the two of you always getting along and having a nice relationship until you both went to college. You seldom saw her after that, your paths only crossing during vacations or holidays. It saddens you when you realize that you go on living your own life and forget that you ever had a twin. You take a closer look at Kelly as she resumes eating. She tosses her brown hair aside and it falls to the middle of her back. She's cute, has a girlish figure and is fun to be around. You remember that she always used to tease you whenever you felt awkward. She's modestly dressed with a white t-shirt, a light jacket and jeans.