Kissing the Wrong Person (CLOSED)

"Wait really?"

Jordan sighs, washing the sweatshirt as best as he could

Jackson laughs.

(Okay, ignore my last post.)

"It's what twins do Nat"

"Duh," Natalie said knowingly. "That's how Olivia and I work." She realized what she said. Oops.

Jackson pauses. "Who's Olivia?"

"Oh. She's… She's, uh… my twin…" Natalie said, blushing significantly.

"Wait…you have a twin…? Why didn't you tell me Nat?"

"I just thought that you might… not… want to date me…" she replied quietly.

"You have a twin? Well. What'd ya know."

"I just thought that you might… not… want to date me…" she replied quietly.

"Why would I care about that Nat? I love you for you" Jackson whispers.

Natalie smiled, looking at Jackson affectionately. "It's just… I'm invisible for most people when I'm standing next to her.

Jordan walks out to where they were, holding Natalie's clean yet soaked jacket, "Really?"

Natalie looked at Jordan and nodded, trying not to appear as jealous as she felt.

Jordan tilts his head as she makes a weird face, "Are you ok?"

Natalie nodded quickly, making her expression plaid. "Fine."

"Hey…what's wrong love…" Jackson asks sweetly.

"I'm fine. Since you're so curious, why don't I invite her over so you can meet her?" She smiled naturally, but the offer made her stomach clench and her throat burn.

"Uh… Im going to leave that to Jackson to decide." Jordan waves

"Only if you want to Nat"

"I'll call her right now. She should be getting off work," Natalie said thoughtfully. Nooooooo! He'll forget about you the second that he sees her…

"Nat only if you want her to come over alright? It doesn't matter to me…"

"No, you should really meet her," Natalie insisted. She didn't know why, but Olivia had to come.

Jordan went out on the porch and hangs up the jacket to dry in the warm night air

Jackson pauses then nods. "Alright…"

Natalie smiled and called Olivia.
"Hey Liv… Sorry, Olivia… Yes, I know… Hey, are you busy?" Long silence from Natalie. "Okay, well, I'm going to text you an- … Yes, an address… Yes, I did see it… Yes, it was pretty… No. Just come, okay… I wasn't…" Olivia hung up. Natalie sighed and texted her sister Jackson's address before looking back at Jackson. "She'll be here soon."

Jackson, who had been listening to Nat, looked worried. "You don't get along do you?"

Jordan sighs, leaning on the railing of the porch

Natalie shrugged, making a huge understatement about her twin's relationship. "All siblings do."

Jackson doesn't look convinced but nods.

(Timeskip just a couple minutes.)

A sleek Corvette Stingray screeched up in front of the house. High heels clicked on the walkway. A freshly manicured nail pressed the doorbell as lightly as possible.